GLORY a poem by Bay Davis

[Interlude: Bay Davis]

Baby, I don't need a lesson, but I can learn

Press with praise, know the weight of your name in my mouth

And still choose to speak it softly, slowly

Carefully wanna show you how safe surrender can be when it's holy

That I know what to do with someone that knows what to do with themselves

Swallow you, swallow you like I prayed first

Say grace over all this good we make

Guide with a hunger that listens

Drive you out your body

And still, still leave enough of me to keep you full

Teach us each other something sacred

And my God, how selfish we'd be to keep all this glory to ourselves