Here Am I

I see the King of Kings exalted high upon His throne The hosts of angels worship Him; around Him they hath flown Amidst this glorious splendour–Oh, how minuscule I am! The angels shout with power, “Holy, worthy is the Lamb!” Their voices thunder; Woe is me! Undone am I–unclean! For Yehovah, the Lord of angel hosts mine eyes hath seen. Oh, what a light of radiance exuding from His face! How excellent art all His ways; how perfect is His grace Thus saith He, “Whom shall I send, and who for Us wilt go?” I know He speaketh to my heart; to me He biddeth so Still knowing not His mission, yet enraptured by His call I raise to Him my trembling hands, before His throne I fall My fears He casteth out by love, despite whate’er shall be Thus without doubt, I boldly shout, “Lord, here am I, send me!” Based on Isaiah 6