Worship

Drifted to a place, tumbling into the lighted room
Approaching the glorious throne, kneeling blameless before the Lord
Slow dancing, singing love songs to the King
Pure droplets fall, from these musical eyes
The vein of life, circulates to renew my mind
As I lift my hands in praise, to sing to you the King

1-26-04 Ashley Lauer

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