My King

MY KING


When first I beheld my King
My soul grasped the full meaning
I was so overcome with fear
Yet yearned to feel him near

And so I choose My place on the throne
In the highest kingdom That is my home
My heart Is open wide
No longer willing to hide This love inside


What gifts have I to bring?
The purest light within
The mysteries of all ages past
Lie here within my grasp

And so I choose . . .