Glory at your throne

From the whisper of your wonder to the shout at your return

From glimpses of your holiness to the view for which I yearn

Take me to the secret silent place to dwell within your shadow now

Beneath your sheltering wings of grace enfold me as I humbly bow!

I will glory at your throne

Where I know and I am known

There is fire within my bones

In your presence at your throne!

My name written on your hand

So by your grace I will stand

Just as you have always planned

In your presence at your throne!

Now I see in part but then I'll clearly see the whole

Take me to that place where I know and I am known

From mere echoes of your holy holy presence

To the undiminished glory at your throne

For though the veil is rent and I have entrance

Into the most Holy Place I am received,

One day I'll see with purer eyes the way He truly is

Now through a darkened finite mirror I perceive.

I will glory at your throne

Where I know and I am known

There is fire within my bones

In your presence at your throne!

My name is written on your hand

So by your grace I 'll surely stand

Just as you have always planned

In your presence at your throne!

4-18-99

Anthony Foster