I pray Your glory expounds.
For in You I find my rest
amongst this heaving chest.
Although the tears flow steady,
I know that You are ready
and when the time is right,
occurs the end of this fight;
for now I'll trust and know
that You will overflow
into this stirring heart;
oh, God, set me apart.
For in this time of wait,
I'll knock at Your holy gate
and King, You hear my cry
for this, I choose to die -
die to my selfish timing;
ready to keep on climbing.
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