for the Director of Music. A Psalm of Judith. Music by Ebone Ingram, Lyrics by Judith Huang. Sung by Ebone Ingram.
I will praise you with so many hands that grow
they will form the tree, the tree of life!
I will praise you with so many songs I know
they will form the hymn of starry lights!
I will praise you with so many thoughts that snow
they will form the mountains of my life!
O my heart is singing singing singing!
Can you tell my heart is singing singing?
O my heart is winging winging winging!
Can you tell my heart is taking winging? –
O my LORD you are the beauteous mountain
O my LORD I am the mustard seed
How I even know to move a mountain
Is knowledge that I will never need
O my LORD you are a king, a sheep
O my LORD by my dear side you bleat
O my LORD I can be yours again
O my LORD if only you would keep!
O my LOVE you are the psalmister
O my LOVE you are the director
O my LOVE you are my conductor
O my LOVE selah! selah! selah!
O my LIFE you are the last act then
O my LIFE you may be the last man
In my whole life who matters any more
For you have taken what no other can
And you have taken for yourself the seed
And you have turned it to a raining tree
And you have taken for yourself the tune
And you have turned it into symphony –
Angels, hear my song oh hear my song!
Angels, you will join in now along!
Angels, will you come with me and join
the everlasting reaching line –
O my Christ! My dreadful chevalier –
Will you come and dwell within me here –
O my Ghost! My floating messenger –
Will you come and whisper in my ear –
O Father! O my faceless deathless father –
Will you come and comfort this your daughter –
Will you hold her, kiss her, dance now with her –
Give her away now, give and give her –
For kingdom glory honor you’ve bestowed her –
Which she must pass along or it destroys her –
It is too much weight, this lightened dust
It is too much joy, this heart has burst
It is too much gifting, ah my dear
I have come to sit still standing here
Bring me down, alight me gently now –
Let me drink with grace the melting snow –
Let me drink with grace the melting snow.