Just as the cherub once walked amongst the stones of fire, you are welcome to come into My heart. For only those with pure hearts and clean hands can ascend My holy hill. You are made clean through My Son's blood. Always remember the sacrifice paid for you. Worship Me in the beauty of holiness.
Marvel at My goodness. Stand in awe and wonder that you are My child, My pure and lovely one. I always look upon you with love, kindness and mercy. I always see you through the eyes of My Son. He gave it all to bring you back to Me, your loving Father.
Never cower in shame. Come to Me and I will love away your pain. I will carry you on My wings of mercy. I will show you things that you cannot even imagine. I have so much in store for you, My beloved. Taste and see that I am good! No longer tether yourself to the earthly realm, but see yourself entwined with Me, the Author and Finisher of your faith.
You are mine! My banner over you is love! Be free and worship Me with all of your heart, mind, soul and strength! For this is who you are, a worshipper! I am sending out those who will route the enemy through their high praises! I still inhabit the praises of My people, so release your praise! My heart burns for you, My child; because you have set all aside to pursue Me, I will set you on fire to show My glory, wonder and splendor!
Proverbs 18:10 The Passion Translation (TPT)
The character of God is a tower of strength, for the lovers of God delight to run into his heart and be exalted on high.
Ezekiel 28:14 Amplified Bible, Classic Edition (AMPC)
You were the anointed cherub that covers with overshadowing [wings], and I set you so. You were upon the holy mountain of God; you walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire [like the paved work of gleaming sapphire stone upon which the God of Israel walked on Mount Sinai].
Song of Songs 1:4-5 The Passion Translation (TPT)
The Shulamite
4 Draw me into your heart. We will run away together into the king’s cloud-filled chamber.
The Chorus of Friends
We will remember your love, rejoicing and delighting in you, celebrating your every kiss as better than wine. No wonder righteousness adores you!
The Shulamite
5 Jerusalem maidens, in this twilight darkness I know I am so unworthy—so in need.
The Shepherd-King
Yet you are so lovely!
The Shulamite
I feel as dark and dry as the desert tents of the wandering nomads.
The Shepherd-King
Yet you are so lovely—like the fine linen tapestry hanging in the Holy Place.