Poem

God’s Throne Room

Praise is Rising
My heart is singing
Holy, holy, holy
To you, my King

Let my voice
Be like an incense
That will bring glory
To your majesty

You are worthy
Of all the honor
You deserve
All the adoration

I’ll continue to worship
Even in the midst of pain
I’ll raise my hands
Even if I feel so broken

Be exalted in your throne room
Oh God!
Come and glorify your Name
Let your Kingdom come