A stirring in my heart,
Leads me to You, my Father.
A devout sense of Your glory,
Holds my gaze.
I've a strong passion within,
To minister for You;
A strong passion,
To begin Your displays.

The glory of Your love,
Is so diverse,
And my mind would do it all-
But You have captured my affection,
For this very certain call.

Yes, my heart sings Your glory,
In this one peculiar task;
To do what can be for You,
Is what of me You ask.