Lift up my head o gates and ancient doors.
Lift up my eyes cast down to the floors.
Lift up my heart nearly turned to stone.
Lift it up make it more like Your own.
Lift my feet to high places God.
Up where deer and wildlife trod.
Up to the hills and near the clouds.
Up near your throne Your beauty shrouds.
Lifted up in Your loving hand.
Take me into the Promised Land.
Milk and honey flow not old.
Walk along on the streets of gold.
Nearer Lord to you I seek.
Thank You for this little peek.
Inspired by Psalm 24:7-8