Lord what is man, why me

As soon as we are born 

It’s a struggle to be free

Between two worlds we’re torn

We look up to search the heavens 

In wonderment of our place 

In this vastness we always gaze 

Our spirit longing for what beckons 

We are ever moving and looking 

And always alluding something  

We use our eyes continually  Searching but never really finding 

Until we finally hear Your voice

That we fervently reach for You

It’s when our spirits truly know 

Your loving grace that we rejoice