True Worship

I lift my eyes toward heaven, longing to see His face.
My hands are raised high, grasping for His glory.
My heart bursts with intimate songs.
My mouth is brimming with laughter, loving words escape.
My Spirit soars, as an eagle, to another place.
My mind is at rest, knowing only His Presence.
My soul craves to be in the innermost chambers with the creator of my being.
Anointing, like a quilt, falls giving comfort to those who seek it.
Lives are changed, never to be the same.
At last, one with the Father, one with the Son, one with the Spirit.
O, how my heart rejoices now! How my feet rejoice in dance!
Joy has overwhelmed me! At last I am where I was created to be!
At last, I am complete!
O,God, you have changed me.