They turn up the volume
When driving their car
The music blares loudly
The ground trembles hard
That bass beat repeats
As the sound echoes on
I try to zone out
But I’m deaf from the pound
Then I have an idea
I turn up the sound
I roll down the window
The music comes loud
High and majestic
Holy is He
Lord of Creation
Full of mercy
High Hallelujahs
Worship the King
Crank out the praises
His glory we sing
This world can’t compete
With that heavenly sound
When we sing His praises
His glory abounds
In response to the daily prompt Crank
I LOVE it! 🙂
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Thanks, Lynn
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Beautiful!! It’s like a poetic worship song all wrapped up nicely. 🙂 I esp. love the line, “His glory abounds.” 🙂
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Thanks Carly
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No problem, Pete. 🙂
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