In these moments where
The church comes alive
Shouting
Singing
Praising
These are the moments where I hear a still, small voice whisper with a smiling heart;
Dankie Papa.
Thank you Daddy.
Thank you for the noise
Shouts of praise and hope
But thank you for the quiet moments
Peaceful stillness in the chaos
Thank you Daddy.
There is a time for shouts
And a time for singing
But there is a time for a smiling heart to simply whisper
Dankie Papa.
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 8:26 PM UTC
In these moments where
The church comes alive
Shouting
Singing
Praising
These are the moments where I hear a still, small voice whisper with a smiling heart;
Dankie Papa.
Thank you Daddy.
Thank you for the noise
Shouts of praise and hope
But thank you for the quiet moments
Peaceful stillness in the chaos
Thank you Daddy.
There is a time for shouts
And a time for singing
But there is a time for a smiling heart to simply whisper
Dankie Papa.
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