"You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have put off my sackcloth and girded me with gladness." [Psalm 30:12] Jesus, You taught me to dance in the dark season of my soul, knowing that that obedient expression of worship was a healing balm. Thank You for removing the sackcloth-piece by piece and re-clothing me with gladness and the garment of praise!!! <3
With Much Love...
Beautiful Grace :)
Holding One in Worship
by Beautiful Grace
Two Hands stretched from heavenly abode,
Reach down for one, the one You know.
Their awesome, powerful expanse,
Set before the one, in whose heart cries, "Romance."
One's heart with passion's flames
Set ablaze by one touch, one Name.
Suddenly, upon the outstretched Hands,
One moves, one dances, one stands.
In this place of protected play,
One laughs and leaps and twirls away.
In this place of power and might,
No fear, no shame, no darkness, just Light.
Forever in worship, continuing on,
One's heart in Love will dance upon.
"His splendor was like the sunrise;
rays flashed from his hand,
where his power was hidden."