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Worship Rising
and let me rise in worship
to touch the songs
that fade our pains away
and let me bow my face
before the God I serve
so freedom can breathe through me
carry my purpose
revive my frame
at long last let me worship
and whisper my King's name
withstand all earth's tempest
suffer all it's pain
I will live only if I can worship
and endlessly sing again
if my voice fades
and my strength dies
Death himself can bring only lies
if the wind carries worship
and the trees clap to song
for life itself clamors in purpose
and sustenance exists not by breath or by bread
but by the connection of heart
and but by worship
eternity holds this
all else must end
so rise with me in worship
touching songs that melt pains away
falling face down to whisper His Name
~JLB
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