Before your throne of grace
I come, when the burden of life
seems so heavy to me .
At the foot of the cross
I bow down to worship you.
It's the only thing that is left
to me when trial brings me down
and that I am on the ground ,
there you come in your light
Filled with compassion
you lift up my head again
on my feet i stand on the solid
Everything I have, I owe it all to you.
Blessed be your name,
in the highest place .
As sing of praise fills the heaven,
in you I wait for restoration .
by Sophie Sherley