---I ask that if you are reading these, that you go and read the original psalm for yourself, before you read my rendition, and let the words of your Maker soak deep into your bones.---
Oh Papa, how I long to sing
To proclaim Your name
With many melodies and tunes
How I long to sing
Without protest from my throat.
I know, at least, I think I know,
That you are going to bring it about soon,
But impatience is creeping in.
And I’m wondering why I’m not being noticed.
“Because right now, you only
desire to be on stage. I want
you before the throne no
matter what that looks like.”
