Yesterday I was praying without words in brilliant, white light when this hymn of praise began to arrive. Thinking about it afterwards, the light seemed to be both inside me and all around me. Everything was one, and I was one with everything. I couldn’t see anything but the brightness, which was very beautiful. These verses proved exceptionally difficult to express in words, and I don’t feel I did the whole experience justice at all.
Who can endure the day of His coming? And who can stand when He appears? For He is like a refiner’s fire (Malachi 3:2; NKJV).
You are my Maker,
Earth’s living Creator:
A shining, refining,
Unquenchable blaze.
You are my Teacher,
My Prophet and Preacher;
My yearning: returning, Lord,
All of my days.
You are my treasure,
My wealth beyond measure;
Compelling, indwelling:
My spirit obeys.
You are my story,
My future, my glory;
My crying, my dying, Lord:
Far beyond praise.
The Lord our God is great beyond all gods (2 Chronicles 2:5; BST).