Bowing With Fear

Here I am, as I am, 

where I am, 

with the I Am.  

Bowing with fear 

that has me singing 

with such beautiful faith.  

Knowing that with the humility 

Jesus came, 

He fulfilled the work 

that breaks beyond every language 

or human understanding, 

to the existence of power 

to lay such a gracious fear 

within our hearts 

to know He is.  

Allowing such salvation 

come to my heart 

catches me away 

to such high praise.  

For ultimately His thoughts 

are becoming my thoughts 

and His love is spreading.  

To fear Him 

is the spice 

that gives me freedom 

stretching further than my mind can go.  

Knowledge that I would never 

call upon another, 

for He is the only God.  

Royal of the universe, 

kingdom of eternity, 

my highest praise 

goes to His ears 

and my eyes fixed upon Him.  

With my heart 

I sing, Holy.  

With my thirst 

I digest He is Holy.  

With my hunger 

I fill my whole being 

with He is Holy. 

With tears 

I consume His love 

as He wears my soul  

to renew and refresh.  

Never stop, 

my heart cries; 

and with fear 

that drinks in knowledge, 

I declare with my surrender 

He is Almighty.