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The Music of the Nations

  • Writer: Deb Killian
    Deb Killian
  • Feb 21, 2015
  • 1 min read

A heart

no longer my own

cries out for those left behind.

Smiles on faces so dear,

eyes burning with desire,

raised arms hungry for more.

Roads traveled once

and yet a million times.


Take me to Your throne of Grace.

Knight me as a forerunner

for Your people.

Set my feet in motion.

I weary of being still.

Throw me before the water brook

that I may quench my thirst.


Father, offer up that level of passion

That wavers above.

Calling, beckoning,

inviting me.

Let my hands touch heaven

as I dance once again

to the music

of the Nations.

 
 
 

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