I love the music of Michael W. Smith. I first heard of him when I was a summer camp counselor and a friend introduced me to the classic "Friends".
Growing up in a liturgical church, I didn't really have that "personal" relationship with Christ. Living in the northernmost portion of the Bible Belt, that was something I left to the "born again" Christians. My friend Bonnie was "Christian" and shared with me her love of the music of Michael W. Smith and Amy Grant.
I loved it and have been a fan ever since. Lately, this worship song has been speaking my heart. Whenever I really get to thinking, I can't wrap my brain around a God who loves us more than ANYTHING. A Father to whom we are all HIS FAVORITE.
It's just bigger than my simple little mind can imagine.
So I enthusiastically sing...
Above all powers, above all kings
Above all nature, and all created things
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man
You were here before the world began.
Above all kingdoms, above all thrones
Above all wonders the world has ever known
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth
There's no way to measure what You're worth.
Crucified, laid behind a stone.
You lived to die, rejected and alone.
Like a rose, trampled on the ground,
You took the fall, and thought of me
Above all.
Growing up in a liturgical church, I didn't really have that "personal" relationship with Christ. Living in the northernmost portion of the Bible Belt, that was something I left to the "born again" Christians. My friend Bonnie was "Christian" and shared with me her love of the music of Michael W. Smith and Amy Grant.
I loved it and have been a fan ever since. Lately, this worship song has been speaking my heart. Whenever I really get to thinking, I can't wrap my brain around a God who loves us more than ANYTHING. A Father to whom we are all HIS FAVORITE.
It's just bigger than my simple little mind can imagine.
So I enthusiastically sing...
Above all powers, above all kings
Above all nature, and all created things
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man
You were here before the world began.
Above all kingdoms, above all thrones
Above all wonders the world has ever known
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth
There's no way to measure what You're worth.
Crucified, laid behind a stone.
You lived to die, rejected and alone.
Like a rose, trampled on the ground,
You took the fall, and thought of me
Above all.