Not things you perform

Not things that adorn

Let me see you Lord

In wonder I sing

Power and majesty

All Praise to my King

Let me see you Lord

In large things and small

In life as I journey

You won’t let me fall

As I stubbornly flounder

Through daily to do’s

Without thought or humility

To request help from You

Who is constantly with me

If I acknowledge or not

You are faithfully present

To author my thoughts

Of Your spirit within me

Which desires to please

My omnipotent Father

I bow down on my knees

To have fellowship with You

As I offer my praise

And commune with my Father

The Ancient of Days

You delight in my presence

You desire my heart

You are saddened each morning

As I thoughtlessly start

Without seeking Your guidance

And the favor You yearn

To give of so freely

In Your bosom it burns

You are gentle and patient

As You sadly observe

My self centered attempt

To dispense with Your word

As I walk out the door

Once again I neglect

To commune with my Father

To take time to reflect

How I want to see You Lord

Nothing else takes Your place

I am useless and futile

Save Your presence and grace

Once again Lord forgive me

For being so self absorbed

To neglect our communion

And miss the reward

Of Your presence so caring

Of Your fragrance so sweet

As I daily step into

Your plan so complete

That You fashioned it perfectly

Before I was born

Every intricate detail

Every life vessel formed

Every path I’m to follow

Every step I’m to take

To prevail through the journey

To run the good race

Lord I shant disappoint You

I will ride with You now

On Your white horse behind you

As Your bride show me how

As I asked, seeked, and knocked

You were true to Your word

You were anxious to guide me

As I listened and heard

From You Father who wakens

The still early morn

As I rest in Your presence

I’m entreated to turn

To my Father who’s faithful

To direct all my ways

If I’m faithful to seek him

At the dawn of my days.