To You I Sing
To You I Sing
Here I stand at my pew,
Where so many songs of praise are sung in chorus and out of tune,
Of beautiful words with loving phrases that glorify.
But as I sing and follow along, I wonder to whom I am singing to.
Why are the lyrics of “him” and “he”, and not of “you”?
Why do I proclaim to an audience who are out of view?
Are not my words facing forward and to the cross?
Please tell me all, to whom am I supposed to be singing to.
When words tenderly sung confused am I who is in Christ... and Christ in me,
my heart still rejoices with such simple melodies.
And as I come to “him” or “he” I envision you,
Closing my eyes with lifted voice, I focus my song internally.
I direct my voice to my heart and think of thee
and you fill my soul and sing back to me.
Together we sing such a joyful noise,
As I imagine hearing your song sung in splendid harmony.
Thou those who surround me must think I’m odd,
To sing with a wretched voice to you I raise.
Please know I pray to all that they may hear another tune,
And not notice me, but sing to you, and be filled with your thankful praise.
by Martin Braun
January 3, 2024
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