When I look up and I see
The beauty of the King
I sing beneath His wings
As I sit on the swing
Just below the willow tree
in the middle of the ring.

I've never heard such a sweet sweet sound
For I have never been so completely bound
To an unknown source of love
And the seas of flowing blood.
Through the viens of human flesh
Runs the Grace and Glory from above.

When I look down and I see
The root of all of me
I hang my head low for all people to see
The shame I carry upon me
Is so hard to bear
I beg and plead for a man
To rescue me.

But no one shows for I am unclean
I have no need to cry anymore
Men just see me as an ordinary person
taking up space and exausting the human race.

Take me to a secret room
Where all my dream I can show you
Open the doors for my love
So maybe one day I can sing from above.