In the house of the Lord, I find my joy
Through the art of dance, my spirit does employ
I move to the rhythm of the music's beat
My heart and soul, in worship, complete
With each graceful step, I praise His name
In the presence of God, I am never the same
I lift my hands and twirl with delight
In His presence, my soul takes flight
Through liturgical dance, I minister to His people
Bringing hope and healing to the broken and feeble
I share His love through every movement
Bringing light to the darkness, His grace abundant
So I dance with passion and with grace
In His presence, I find my rightful place
For in the dance, I am truly free
To worship and praise for all eternity.
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Whispers of the Heart: A Collection of Personal Poetry
Thơ caEnter the intimate realm of 'Whispers of the Heart,' where the author's soul spills onto each page, woven into the fabric of raw and poignant poetry. This collection delves deep into the spectrum of human emotions, from the tender embrace of love to...
