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Psalm 100 

 

Shout with joy to the Lord, all the earth!
2     Worship The Lord with gladness.
    Come before Him, singing with joy.
3 Acknowledge that The Lord is God!
    He made us, and we are His.
    We are His people, the sheep of His pasture.
4 Enter His gates with thanksgiving;
    go into His courts with praise.
    Give thanks to Him and praise His name.
5 For The Lord is good.
    His unfailing love continues forever,
    and His faithfulness continues to each generation.

 

Sheep seem often rather quiet …

 

Again heart’s smile was quenched … music is way too loud

Eardrums bouncing relentlessly … headaches to the surface

Emotions get drenched … serenity’s survival lost its clout

As the drum beats constantly … embracing rhythm’s purpose?

 

Mind’s consequential dullness … lost in pounding of the hearts

Beautiful sounds are lost … in the realm of embalming noise

Worship should be kind and soft ... as it from earth departs

To visit in Heavenly places ... through a serene and gentle voice

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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