[Intro: Spoken Word, Deep and Resonant, No Music] (spoken) "In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple…. Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone.…" [Instrumental Build: Duduk and Strings] [Intro] [Open with a solo Duduk or Violin playing a lonely, Middle Eastern melody in a minor key (E Minor). A low Cello drone holds the root note. It feels dusty and ancient.] (Verse 1) [Music is sparse. Just the acoustic guitar fingerpicking a slow pattern and the low cello drone. Vocals are intimate, almost a whisper.] In the year king Uzziah died… After I cried I sought the Lord… I needed to hear a word [Violin enters softly, swelling on the word "day"] And then one day… I was swept away… [Percussion enters: A soft, heartbeat rhythm on the Frame Drum] I heard the angels sing… And I… I saw The King. (Pre-chorus) [Tempo remains steady, but the guitar strumming becomes more urgent. A tambourine shakes lightly in the background.] I was so dry and thirsty, An old abandoned cup… [Music swells, harmony vocals add a "Ooooh" in a lower register] Then I saw the Lord… And His presence… it filled me up… (Chorus) [Full arrangement kicks in. The melody shifts to a majestic, sweeping feel. The Violin plays high counter-melodies. The drum beat is strong and tribal.] I’m so undone Lord, Such a broken mess…. Then I saw the King in His beauty…. Felt His holiness [The music climaxes here—cymbals swell] When His sacred fire touched me [Rhythm drives harder, joyous energy] I felt the Holy Spirit moving…. I was set free…. (Verse 2) [Music pulls back to the groove—bass guitar enters here to give it a modern anchor, but the violin keeps the Hebrew flavor] Then I heard Him say…. Who will go for me today? The next thing I knew…. My feeble hands flew [Vocals become more confident, less whisper, more declaration] The next thing I know…. I was saying, I’ll go…. (Pre-chorus) [Build the tension again, but faster this time] I was so dry and thirsty, An old abandoned cup… Then I saw the Lord… And His presence… it filled me up… (Chorus) [Maximum volume. Grand and glorious. Layered vocal harmonies on "Holy, Holy"] I’m so undone Lord, Such a broken mess…. Then I saw the King in His beauty…. Felt His holiness When His sacred fire touched me I felt the Holy Spirit moving…. I was set free…. (Outro) [The music stops abruptly on the beat, leaving only the acoustic guitar and the solo Duduk/Violin from the intro. Very intimate again.] When you’re wrestling with the person who you are When the mirror cannot show you, your innermost scar [Slight ritardando - slowing down] When you too are tired of fighting and find yourself undone [Vocal is raw, unaccompanied for the first half of the line] Fall to your knees and pray… [Single final chord strums—Major key resolution (E Major) to signify hope] “God please, I need to see The Son…..”
