By Lucia K Haase
I am a wave that rises up in praise-
my movement constant towards the waiting shore;
propelling power seethes in given ways
within the waters’ timely corridor.
I’m here amidst all weathers every day,
in breadth and width of Him surrounding me-
each rising up, a fervent prayer I pray,
to He nearby, who looks and oversees.
From in the depths, so gleefully, I rise
in constant currents of His righteous ways;
how gloriously beautiful – the skies –
I am a wave that rises up in praise.