Instrument of Worship

The flute begins to play a pure sweet note,

The melody of praise to God’s ears float.

The oboe joins the lovely song,

Precious worship in music leads the throng.



Soon the clarinets rich tone enters in,

As people worship and repent of sin,

The jazzy saxophone glorious praise,

The music gets louder with each note raised.



The piano’s lovely melodious rhythm,

We worship the Christ that has risen,

Listen! Sweet strains of the violins strings,

The sounds of our praise in God’s ears ring.



The drums pounding out a resounding beat,

The heart of our praise lay at Jesus feet.

The trumpet roars it’s victorious blast!

As we praise our God,

For it’s His song that will last!

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Debbie Lynch's picture

An orchestra of insturments playing praises to the lord - beautifully written - I like this poem a lot