When God moves, we tell each other
It blesses our hearts straight through
You can see people raise hands in worship
And know He’s starting something New
The quiet might get all revved up
The mute may shout “Amen!”
Then we will go home and wait
For God to show up again.
But Isaiah reminds us
When God is truly on the move
He will not hide the evidence
And there will be no need to prove
He lays waste to mountains
And dries up all the pools
He takes all human wisdom
And makes them look like fools
What used to seem like darkness
Becomes a light to guide
There will not be any secret place
That is safe enough to hide
Those who trust in man-made things
Or find their peace in self
Recognize how blind you are
And how pitiful – your wealth.
Compared to what God is doing
And invites us to join His song,
He’s given us His Spirit
And all Heaven sings along…
words from wick 