To Kneel Before the King

What for an undeserving sinner to do Who has no rights to kneel before the King A foolish beggar offering praise overdue Nothing of worth his sin filled life to bring In the stillness my knees a bear I bow my head to humbly plea Whispering only my quite prayer I find my solace on bended knee Whispers of grace are all I dare I can't hold back but hope to see Heaven's presence filling the air As My God the King soon will be Lifting my eyes to view above No more tears and only light The warmth of boundless love In His Heaven no more night The Holy Spirit like a dove With all things now made right No problems only solutions thereof By the Holy Spirit not by might What for an undeserving sinner to do Who has no rights to kneel before the King A foolish beggar offering praise overdue Nothing of worth his sin filled life to bring In the stillness my knees a bare I bow my head to humbly plea Whispering only my quite prayer I find my solace on bended knee Whispers of grace are all I dare I can't hold back but hope to see Heaven's presence filling the air As My God the King soon will be May the Breath of Heaven fill my soul For in the quiet there is still sound Music and joy to make me whole God's presence for Heaven's surround The Prayers of the Saints fill the bowl While many wear anointed crown Before the King remains my only goal With only laughter no more to frown Before the King will remain my only goal