“The Love; its Joy- the All”, a worship poem from L.Willows

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See beauty’s rise, like a song in wait,
it bursts to fly out,
Joy’s elate.

Love in colors seeks new day
dancing forwards,
dreams at play.

Winged rustle, listen, hear,
Beauty speaks with a vivid ear.
Oh, the majesty that speaks the call-
Can you see the Love; its Joy- the All.

© 2019 Linda Willows


Zephaniah 3:17
The Lord your God is in your midst,
a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.

Philippians 4:4
Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.

Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

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