March 3, 2014

 

I am too small and my flesh too frail
to speak aloud what I must say

I long to sing God's praise and cannot
limited by this fragile tent I inhabit
I rejoice that our holy God loves me
and am relieved that nothing
of anything I have ever done
will ever be counted against me
Yet I cannot praise Him as these around me
it demands more of me than my flesh can bear

To praise Him is far too much for me
my adoration cannot escape my mouth
Overcome by all He has done for me
my body has no strength to sing
my words fail before they are formed
And I can but stand and worship, silent
weeping a gratitude beyond words
overwhelmed by a love beyond thought