Grace, Notes, and Grace Notes

Yesterday at church, a song was performed during the Offertory that was truly beautiful. These are the lyrics:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I hear their songs,
Their words of beauty reaching deep
Within cathedrals of my heart.
Angelic choirs reverberate
The stained glass windows
Of saints and sinners in their place
Singing out "Amazing Grace"
While in the glory of their faith
I'm drawn to find my part
And sing with all my heart.

I know their words,
Their thoughts reflecting simple truth
Of testimonies rich in love.
Their eyes can see
The mystery of loving kindness,
Of chains and blindness torn away,
Power found in each new day,
The Lord's compassion on display.
His touch from Heaven above
Gave words to speak their love.

Composer of my soul,
Show me all You show them.
The hymnwriter, hymnsinger,
Let me know their eloquence;
Let me share their offering.
Put the notes in my heart,
The lyrics on my lips,
And let the essence of my life
Be a song that others will want to sing.

I see their lives
Like tears that fall upon a page -
A mark indelible in time.
What sacrifice!
Their hearts poured out like ragin water
For sons and daughters to believe
And generations to receive
The harvest white from all their seeds.
No greater love sublime
Could change this heart of mine.

Composer of my soul,
Show me all You show them.
The hymnwriter, hymnsinger,
Let me know their eloquence;
Let me share their offering.
Put the notes in my heart,
The lyrics on my lips,
And let the essence of my life
Be a song that others will want to sing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I think that every musician in the choir, sitting in pews, and performing would agree that this is the prayer of our lives, which can really be boiled down to a musical version of the beginning of the Westminster Catechism:

What is the chief and highest end of man?

Man's chief and highest end is to glorify God, and fully to enjoy him forever.