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The music

by Matt Gullett

The music may falter a bit now and then.

The beat may not rhyme now and again.

The hope of the wishful is never truly paused.

It whispers in silence in search of its cause.

The shadow of doubt covers the refrain.

Of countless angels singing one great name.

The name above all names carried our shame.

Carries our heartbreaks, and our tired frames.

Call out to Jesus for what you need most.

His kingdom awaits you, his love's very close.

Play your music loudly, proclaim his great name.

The angels will echo and shout every frame.

If quiet is better or just the right pace.

Then whisper your music and feel his embrace.

His music surrounds you, you needn't get up.

Just be in amazement, rapture is enough.

The night will soon vanish and retreat on its way.

You've been blessed to live another fine day.

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