Instruments of Praise
Don’t you love this
Beautiful mix
Beautiful strings of soul
Beautiful melody
Lively lyrics
With freedom, flowing
Fluently,
But not just for show
Oh no
As the violin
Rests between
Certain notes
and the lyrical maestro
Pauses
Drawing
Quick breaths
During stage time
In time
In between lines
Myself, I remind
That everything with breath
Ought give praise
Don’t you love this
God’s instruments
Letting His praises ring
The violinist,
A vessel
Strumming the melodious strings
Making way to their singings
Singing sensations
To God, so sensational
This I know
As I project
His praises
Through my style
Of words and phrases, freely
I’m never to forget
What He’s done for me
I’m never to forget
A cross, the cross
At Calvary
Where life began
Again
When I chose to
Receive
That’s why I love this
Lifting up the name,
Of Jesus
How great thou art
Instruments of praise
We are
Yes, yes
Instruments of praise, we are
In our minds
In our hearts
Instruments of praise we are
Even as we,
Snap our fingers
Clap our hands
We give glory
To His creation
As only His creation can
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