I thought I was headed towards a what,
a place,
I knew it was a journey.
I know it is your will.

But you tripped me with your embrace,
so consuming,
and now I sense
that before I ever make it
to the mountain I see in the distance,
I will have climbed up it's gravel side
on my knees
with the crescendo of your glory
ringing in my ears.

What you do in me
defies words,
and makes every cell in my body
cry out and strain
in pure worship...