To glimpse His face, a grace so rare,
A sacred gift, beyond compare.
Not earned or sought, yet here it lies
A serendipity from the skies.

In awe we bow, our spirits stirred,
A silence deep, without a word.
For in His gaze, we find our call:
To serve with love, to give our all.

To walk His path, both true and bright,
With humble hands, in holy light.
For seeing Him, our hearts are moved
By grace transformed, by love approved.

Oh, to behold His gentle face,
And humbly walk within His grace.
A glimpse of God, so vast and near,
Draws us to serve, to hold Him dear.

Created by
MarkWaldrop