You Lift Me Up

I may have seemed to be alone
In the back of the church
Few passed by with greetings
Brief conversations ensued

But my spirit was engrossed
In the music filling that the space
Not the space around
But the space within

I knew the voice
When it came from a child
But now it dwells in maturity
Expressing a song purified for Christ

Travel to that distant place was not planned
And distress was my companion
But entering on the holy ground
Heavenly music was all around

This spiritual place of Saints
Perfect people not at all
But the there was a perfect One there
Living in the Saints, you could hear it in the air