I want to soar heavenwards, To lift my head upwards, To see from a great height, With a sense of delight,   To gaze upon heaven and earth, And get a sense of its worth, To be enthralled by what I see, The most holy, times three,   The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To worship to the uttermost. And to find out who I am, Through beholding the lamb.   Holy Holy Holy the angels proclaim. And give glory to his wondrous name, Prostrate on my face, I fall, Realising I am so small,   I