What A Privilege (Poem)
What a privilege,
It is to call You "Father"
To have audience with You,
To come before Your holy presence
With prayer, thanksgiving and praise,
Knowing that You,
Are attentive to my prayers
What a privilege,
It is to worship You,
In spirit and in truth
For You seek such to worship You,
You inhabit the praises
Of Your children,
It is Your delight
It warms Your heart,
Oh, I desire to please You, Lord,
It is what makes my heart beat
What a privilege,
It is to call You, "Father" and
To be called Your child.