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[bodytext] => Even the night breathes, just to praise You, I have heard the winds sing to You, Jesus, sing of the quiet beauty of Your presence, shining a light for a lone traveller in the valley. Even the new moon whispers ancient hymns, and all the stars join in a heavenly choir... Even the oceans hearken to the voice that can command their waves to listen. I have waited on their golden shores, and heard their blue depths whisper... of the prophecies that brought down to earth from the heaven- a Savior. Even the dawn sings with it's crimson sky, crimson like a blood-stained palm... like a love that knows no bounds. For, even the dawn burns like a candle waiting for it's skies to unfold one day, to reveal the banner of an eternal King. Even as moonlit reflections, even as a blazing fire, even as the fields of summer, even as a winter storm, even as the evening-song of the nightingale, even as the brazen flight of an eagle... I worship You with my silence, and I worship You with my heart's passion. Even with the night and even with the oceans, I stay awake with the stars and gaze at Your glory, I dance with the waves and shout of Your love. And each day, my heart sings a million new songs, yet none seem enough, each day, I worship You, and each day- I feel I have only begun... [comments] => 5 [counter] => 319 [topic] => 62 [informant] => Tanmaya [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 35 [ratings] => 7 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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