I stood in the temple
a glimpse of glory caught my eye
blinding brightness of glory
A God greater than all
The Lord sits on His throne and in control
flaming angelic beings fly around
constantly declaring to one another
God is Holy
Isaiah saw himself in light of who God is
and his shortcomings
and in confessing
God's mercy was displayed
The heavenly altar of sacrifice
holy coals of mercy
the flaming angel
used tongs to carry a coal
to touch Isaiah's lips
Free and forgiven
he could hear the call so clear
and answered without hesitation
Here am I, send me.
what can I do for you, Lord?
anything to display my gratitude....