Song of Praise
My God, if I could but express
my trembling gratitude of heart
that You do love me as I am
and grace to me You do impart,
I loud would lift my voice in praise
to let my tributes rise to Thee,
who out of longing placed in me
the seed of immortality.
Your definition long I sought
within the scope of human thought;
but, though I stretched my finite mind,
Your majesty could not be caught.
The words deserving of Your might
elude my lips and leave me mute;
I do not know You well enough
to catalogue Your attributes.
You are too wonderfully real,
too vast for intellect to grasp;
I cannot fathom our Your depths
nor circumscribe You in my clasp;
yet, Your compassions poured on me
demand a sacrifice of praise:
accept the singing of a heart
that longs for You through all its days.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 1987
Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014
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