Instruments of Praise

Don’t you love this Beautiful mix Beautiful strings of soul Beautiful melody Lively lyrics With freedom, flowing Fluently, But not just for show Oh no As the violin Rests between Certain notes and the lyrical maestro Pauses Drawing Quick breaths During stage time In time In between lines Myself, I remind That everything with breath Ought give praise Don’t you love this God’s instruments Letting His praises ring The violinist, A vessel Strumming the melodious strings Making way to their singings Singing sensations To God, so sensational This I know As I project His praises Through my style Of words and phrases, freely I’m never to forget What He’s done for me I’m never to forget A cross, the cross At Calvary Where life began Again When I chose to Receive That’s why I love this Lifting up the name, Of Jesus How great thou art Instruments of praise We are Yes, yes Instruments of praise, we are In our minds In our hearts Instruments of praise we are Even as we, Snap our fingers Clap our hands We give glory To His creation As only His creation can