Like an attentive gardener You watch over what You have sown.

Every glimpse stirs me on; every revelation makes me long for more.

In the radiance of Your glory, You are patient and kind.

Nothing stirs and empowers like the sound of Your voice. It is as the sound of many waters.

What is Your view of me in the myriad of faces that stand before Your throne?

Oh, how I long to pour out oceans of love upon You.