In the womb of the morning, I will come to You, O Lord;

In the womb of the morning, I will come to You, O Lord; I’ll be dew, so refreshing, as I eat You in Your Word. And my praise and my calling, fruit of lips, will strengthen You; Drinking you, living water, You, my Lord, are watered, too.

Lift up Your head, ascended Christ, in victory! I’m a volunteer come unto You to eat! From the womb of the morning I’m reborn to be One who overcomes in You triumphantly!