And they sang in a mighty chorus:
“Worthy is the Lamb who was slaughtered—
to receive power and riches
and wisdom and strength
and honor and glory and blessing.”
And then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and in the sea. They sang:
“Blessing and honor and glory and power
belong to the one sitting on the throne
and to the Lamb forever and ever.”
Humbly bow my head in silent prayer
Knowing somehow You’re always there
Fall before You a broken man
You alone my God can understand
Deeply regret my lost innocence
Forgotten now, in Your presence
A desperate search, a calling brings
Nothing more than this song I sing
And I praise Your name
Until Your Spirit falls down over me
And I praise Your name
Until You Spirit falls all over me
Choosing now this day to stand
Always striving, through you I can
Deny myself, take up my cross
All I am, I consider loss
Tears of joy stream down my face
What once was lost, now found in your grace
Now with hope, love, and empathy
Forever I’m Yours Lord, forever I will be free
And I praise Your name
Until Your Spirit falls down over me
And I praise Your name
Until Your Spirit falls all over me
Hear me as I cry out to You
See me as I look up to You
Touch me as I reach out to You
Fill me as I bow before You
Daily Question: How can you relate to the poem?
