Stand before You
My Majesty
With Joy
But Fear
The Unwavering certainty
That a new year lies before me
But am eminently undeserving to be
To live
To love
To see
To laugh
To breath
To study
Just simply To be
What merits do I claim?
What good is ascribed to my name?
I am empty but filled with shame
Consoled to know that
Although you are my King
You are first my Father
The one who carries His people like an eagle Carries his young on his wings
So I plead with a broken heart
in utter sincerity
With complete humility
Renew the spirit within me
Shield me from an evil decree
Bequeath unto your servant purity
Write me into the book of eternity
With all my heart I believe in you
So I ask of you
My Majesty
To believe in me
Give me one more year to prove my love for thee