Holy Holy God Almighty.

 Holy, Holy, God Almighty

A Reflection on Isaiah 6:3 and Revelation 4:8

Holy, holy, holy—the seraphim cry out,

The heavens shake, the temple fills with smoke and holy doubt.

The One who sits upon the throne is robed in endless light,

His train of glory sweeps the courts, His presence burns so bright.

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of His glory.” (Isaiah 6:3)

Holy—set apart, a flame that never dims,

The brightness of His purity, the song the seraphim sings.

Not a distant, cold perfection, but a fire that draws us near,

Yet burns away the dross of sin, transforming fear to fear—

Not terror, but a reverent awe that bows and stands amazed,

Before the One whose holiness has all our sin erased.

God Almighty—not a tyrant on a throne,

But the Shepherd who protects His own.

His strength is not to crush the weak,

But to raise the fallen, to seek the lost, the lonely, and the meek.

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty,” who was, and is, and is to come. (Revelation 4:8)

So I join the chorus of the angels and the saints,

The elders and the living creatures, with no more complaints.

I cry, “Holy, holy, holy,” with a heart made clean by grace,

And I fall upon my knees before the glory of His face.

Holy, holy, holy—my song, my prayer, my creed.

The Lord God Almighty is worthy; He is all I need.

Amen.