• Poem

    God’s Throne Room

    Praise is RisingMy heart is singingHoly, holy, holyTo you, my King Let my voiceBe like an incenseThat will bring gloryTo your majesty You are worthyOf all the honorYou deserveAll the adoration I’ll continue to worshipEven in the midst of painI’ll raise my handsEven if I feel so broken Be exalted in your throne roomOh God!Come and glorify your NameLet your Kingdom come