"So I have looked for You in the sanctuary, to see Your power and Your glory" (Psalm 63:2).

Pilgrim feet have oft trod,

Stumbling through desert sod.

Hid the way, by thorns driven;

Hedged the path by light of heaven.

God's pilgrim, soul and flesh,

Seek Him in His wilderness.

It's His, and here sanctity wild

Is refuge for the pilgrim child

Whose heart leaps and trembles to see

God in awesome majesty.

Author: Carolyn Roehrig