The Voice
by Paul Purdayhttps://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/PaulPurdayPaintings?ref=seller-platform-mcnav
Music is ours for we have learned the way
And carry in our feeble frame delight
A song of love, a pleasure of the day.
Our voices carry songs of yesterday
And thoughts that often long to scale the height
Music is ours for we have leaned the way.
These songs are ours and they forever play
And bring unseen God's presence to the sight
A song of love, a pleasure of the day.
Only a voice-box but a shrewd display
Of untold longing to the God of light
Music is ours for we have learned the way.
God's pleasure in one voice, or many, say
That love has found an answer to the fight
A song of love, a pleasure of the day.
Billions will praise Him in that faraway
With harmonies that touch the infinite
Music is ours for we have learned the way
A song of love, a pleasure of the day.
