At the Feet of My King
At the feet of my King
I will bow as I weep;
At the feet of the Lord,
Every trouble I sweep
Into the palm
That has held me so long,
Into the hand
That strengthens and lifts.
At His feet I will praise
As I seek,
As I pray…
At the feet of the Glorious One.
A.D.W.
November, 2008
