Celebration Sublime
A lively time it was in Heaven
Amid a clear and cloudless sky
The sound of music filled air
As angels sang and heavenly bells chimed
Praise and worship to Him they sang
For He alone is holy
Moses shook his silvery head
As he listened to the praise and glory
Peter and John hummed a tune
They wrote while in prison
Cherubims giggled as they listened
To the olden tunes sung in Heaven
Cymbals clashed trumpets blast
Flutes and lyres rippled too
Solomon strummed his harpsichord
creating a medley of rythm and blues
I sat and watched I nodded my head
Stamped my feet and clapped my hands
Then a voice in reverent tones called out
Prostrate yourselves my children
Here comes the great I AM.
Copyright © Margaret Okubo | Year Posted 2008
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