My song is hardly anything 
compared to the heavenly 
purity You're used to. 

And yet, as soon as I open 
my mouth, You come 
down, all the way down, 
peeling back the clouds 
and all my sin 
just to listen. 


"Sing to God... to Him who rides in the highest heavens, the ancient heavens... Oh God, You are awesome and profoundly majestic from Your sanctuary." - David, Psalm 68:32a, 33a, 35a

"You are intimately acquainted with all my ways. Even before there is a word on my tongue, behold O Lord, You know it completely." - David, Psalm 139:3b-4