Thankfulness

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 Wonderous Name,

Prostrate on my face, I fall,

Realising I am so small,

Incomparable greatness,

Exposing my innateness,

Opening up my heart with ease,

For He alone has all the keys.

Into His loving arms, I fall,

Hearing His tender, heartfelt call.

My heart leaps with adoration,

As I hear His words of affirmation.

He calls me His beloved son,

Reminding me of what He’s done.

By His shed blood upon The Cross,

To fathom, I’m just at a loss.

Grateful, I can only submit,

And with my heart, I gladly commit.

To him, for eternity, I will be,

Indebted naturally.