For My Beating Drum
My heart, it is a beating drum
and it dances to many a note.
This sweet, song plays;
by God, is recorded.
Part of the heavenly band;
a spiritual lilting light.
In Gods light,
my beating drum,
sings along with the band
rings out its notes.
A best-selling record,
finite, in its play.
A mortal song can play
within God’s holy light.
Celestial records,
with golden drums,
play the best notes
in Heaven’s band.
Every good band,
with unending passion, plays
the most dynamic notes;
uplifting tones of beaming lights.
Every drummer’s drum,
Is heard and recorded.
In Heaven’s studio, is recorded,
every soul-band.
when I play my drum;
oh how I play
vibrations of light;
celestial crystal notes.
Resounding, celestial notes
Ring on the etchers and are recorded
faster than the speed of light.
The history of Heaven’s band;
a soul’s music, can be played
upon their mortal drum.
Many notes dance in the celestial light.
Soul’s celestial records, will eternally play.
The happiest soul in the band; to the rhythm of life, will drum.
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