At His Feet

Oh, that I might lie with him,
My face upon his breast,
Hear the heartbeat of my love,
Cheek pressed against his chest.

With ev'ry beat of his heart
He speaks of sovereign grace.
Growing closer to my love
As I seek his precious face.

He tells me of the treasures,
Riches stored in the darkness
And with intimate love songs,
Whispers to me in his fullness.

Devotion overwhelms me
I here singing in my heart.
Praise goes forth to my Savior
From my innermost parts.

As my love for him endeavors
To seek his precious face,
I'm intrigued by gifts of fullness
Overwhelmed by love and grace.

A still, small voice whispers,
Speaking within my inner ear
The secret revelations
That my heart longed to hear.

He spoke amicable love songs,
'Came a cradle to comfort me,
While we both shared together
His intimate secrecies.

He enlightened my yearning heart.
As unity took its place,
Revelations new to me,
Adoration upon his face.

He has made known to me
The pathway for the weak.
As I bowed before him,
Laid prostrate at his feet.

With every beat of his heart
The worship began to flow.
His passion overwhelmed me
Reaching the depths of my soul.

I've encountered supernaturally
The love songs from my Lord
List'ning to the rare heart beat
Of his precious, holy words.

I've come to take my place
In my Lord's sweet retreat.
Where I can kneel before him
Spend time at his precious feet.