Symphony

The crashing of the waves,
the chirping of the crickets,
blend,
bringing a symphony of praise,
to my ears as I stand before You.
How I long to join the chorus.
To sing praises to You,
but my words can't compare,
to the beauty of the praise I hear.

God,
May my praise,
even though it is awkward and small
be accepted as a gift to You
and may it bring Joy to Your heart,
for that is my heart's desire.
To praise your glorious name,
for the rest of my days.