Whispered beckons
Arms held wide
an invitation
Join the dance
Heart filled of wonder at
love without restraint
Calling softly
gently
I long to dance
with you
A dance with the Creator,
created
with the Divine
More glory
can never be imagined than
what's found in the
freedom
of release
Creator beckons
the created,
join the dance
Because there's power
in the blood
And your hands have been washed clean
So come take hold of Mine
that were nailed
to a tree
For thee
To dance with the Creator,
created
with the Divine
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC
Whispered beckons
Arms held wide
an invitation
Join the dance
Heart filled of wonder at
love without restraint
Calling softly
gently
I long to dance
with you
A dance with the Creator,
created
with the Divine
More glory
can never be imagined than
what's found in the
freedom
of release
Creator beckons
the created,
join the dance
Because there's power
in the blood
And your hands have been washed clean
So come take hold of Mine
that were nailed
to a tree
For thee
To dance with the Creator,
created
with the Divine
