My Heart is Before You

trees field and rising sun

The sun shines in the great heavens, 

The trees are dancing,
 
The birds sing their songs,
 
The wind sweeps across mighty rivers,
 
The ocean crashes upon the shore,
 
The mountains stand as a testament to time,
 
And here I stand before You, 
 
In awe,
 
I do not open my lips,
 
For my heart is before You,
 
And it’s saying all the things my simple words can’t say.
Prayer