Praise the LORD!
Praise God in his heavenly dwelling;
praise him in his mighty heaven!
Praise him for his mighty works;
praise his unequaled greatness!
Praise him with a blast of the trumpet;
praise him with the lyre and harp!
Praise him with the tambourine and dancing;
praise him with stringed instruments and flutes!
Praise him with a clash of cymbals;
praise him with loud clanging cymbals.
Let everything that lives sing praises to the LORD!
Praise the LORD!
Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright © 1996 by Tyndale Charitable Trust. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers.
Do you know what I wish? I wish I could dance! My feet never learned the freedom of movement that my children’s feet know so well. I was taught that this was something wrong to do and so my feet never were allowed to follow the music’s rythmns. It remains one of those things that I am most timid about. It is funny how some childhood training can be such an influence even into my adult life, suffocating that form of expression. There is nothing I like better – to watch the gracefulness of really good dancers. But no matter how I try, I can’t get my feet to dance.
But I think that one day I’ll be free to dance at last.
Someday, My Feet Will Dance !
Someday, my feet will dance,
Move in time to the music
That I hear,
That I feel,
That He plays.
Someday, my feet will be set free
Where now they’re still,
Fixed to the spot,
Too timid to move.
Someday, my feet will move
To the rhythm makers irresistible beat,
To the uninhibited
Steps and rhythms
Of His dance.
I will dance, someday, in His house!
My feet, my whole self, will dance
Full of joy.
Dance for Him!