I, again, began telling Him how much I wanted to SEE and HEAR all creation worshipping Him. The guitar (which I didn’t really play) was accessible, my spaghetti dinner was begging to be cooked and calling my name… but so was the Holy Spirit. My keyboard was broken down, and I simply didn’t have the energy to set it up it had been a really tough “mommy” day. Gustafson took residence within me, became the lullaby sung over each of my children, and fueled an earnest, decade long prayer to see multitudes gathered around the throne.īack in 1999, I had just changed my 20,446th diaper (yes… I count… don’t you? ), and began singing the aforementioned lullaby over my fourth son, Andrew, as we cuddled in our blue chair. I remember looking up and around asking, “Where God? I want to see and hear that too!” Those prophetic words from Mr. Holy, holy… God almighty… who was, and is, and is to come…” “I hear angels singing praises, I see men from every nation, bowing down before the throne… like the sound of many waters… like the rushing wind around us… multitudes join the song… and a symphony of praise arises… tears are wiped away from eyes as men from every tongue and tribe all sing…. There was a new song out at the time entitled, “I Hear Angels” by Garrit Gustafson. The Story Behind “Revelation Song” (unabridged)
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