A DANCE LIKE DAVID/2 Samuel 6:14-16
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A DANCE LIKE DAVID filled with joy,
Danced before the Ark
Of the Covenant as it was brought to Jerusalem.
David danced before the Lord
A dance like David did danced
O' how he danced
With all his might;
Was girded with a linen ephod
O' he did dance
A dance like David dance
Naked yet covered
A dance like David did danced
O' how he danced
Pure and sure worshipping
Brought up the ark of the Lord with shouting,
Praising God
And with the sound of the trumpet
And as the ark of saw king David leaping and dancing before the Lord
And she despised him in her heart."
A dance like David did danced
O' how he danced
David is celebrating the return of the Ark of the Covenant to Jerusalem
David, overcome with joy, dances with all his might,
A display of uninhibited worship and celebration.
Halleluiah passages highlights
David's passionate and unrestrained devotion to God, even in a public setting
8/5/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
1 SAMUEL 17:4-5
Like I a descendant of David
Like I a descendant of David
My forefathers Father
I too come before giants
You Philistines come with a sword
But I come to you with the name of the Lord
The Lord of Host
I come not to boast
I am of the God of Israel
I am of the God of Israel
In God he shall never fail
I am David and evil you are Philistine Goliath
Don’t talk about how dangerous and mighty you are
For I am empowered by Almighty God
Like I a descendant of David
Like I a descendant of David
My forefathers Father
I am God’s child and I won’t be defeated
Like I a descendant of David
My forefathers Father
I am God’s child and I won’t be deleted
For the evil you speak of you be defeated
7/6/25
Written words & music by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
From “I CRY OUT TO YOU”
MIGHTY DAVID PRAISED AND DANCED BEFORE GOD (SAMUEL 6:14-16)
Mighty David praised and danced before God
David was a high stepper
A toe tapper
Man did He love God
Mighty David praised and danced before God
Mighty David praised and danced before God
And David danced before the Lord
And David danced before the Lord
Step, step O’ Hallelujah
Step, step O’ Hallelujah
Wearing His priestly garment;
David brought up shouts of joy
As he praised and dance
The people of Israel join in dance
Singing Hallelujah
Leaping and dancing before the Lord
David blessed the people
Fed them tween dances bread, cakes of dates and raisins
He just kept on praising
David danced before God
7/7/25
Written words & music by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
From “I CRY OUT TO YOU”
As happiness now, Johnson thunk,
Requires that a fellow be drunk,
Pursuing the happy,
A literate chappy,
So happy became that he stunk.
Samuel Langhorne Clemens
had a wit as acidic as a lemon
to many pompous people he was a pain
especially with his pen name Mark Twain
“…. It’s a deep thing to find out that you belong somewhere.”
Roots
Dirt
Black
Time
Roots
Drums
Feted
Tribe
Roots
That you belong somewhere, is a deep thing to find out.
Bill Marable 12/15/24
12:20 pm
Samuel Wamuel, Pirate Cat with a Yo Ho Ho Ho
Steered his ship through the island of Want a Go Go
With salty western winds on his lip, and his heart full of woe
He traveled the Seven Seas as some of us foreigners know.
Other pirate ships would spot us and yell “oh, no! No!”
Samuel Wamuel’s reputation was not a bit slow.
He’s not all that bad said his child, name of Chloe.
Oh, yes, he is said his brother, a bad boy named Joe.
Poor, patriotic Samuel Lelune
welcomed November's Thanksgiving new moon
Snarfed turkey non-stop, onward from noon
ascended to heaven ~ human hot-air balloon
It’s like waiting for God,
oh so much. Yet why,
oh why so long?
Clocks move so slowly as I watch,
yes, watch my wrist, too, oh so long,
so long the clock, the watch,
the clock, the watch.
Yet strangely, irritably,
the time – the time that
seemed so long – has gone,
gone so swiftly,
passed into the past.
Time that was pre-noon,
is now post-noon; aye, now,
for morning has shifted, never to be
seen, smelt, heard, felt.
Gone, for now once more
becomes then; aye, then.
But there will be another.
Oh God, oh yes.
Oh God, oh indeed.
(Dec 2021)
Samuel P. Jingo was destined to be the king of kings
The color of a skunk or dairy cow, we called him Jings.
He kept saying he did not mean to pull the sword from the stone.
It was an accident, something he had done, all alone.
The town would not hear of anyone else having the honor.
Although the reindeer wanted the crown, especially Donner.
Jings was worried, and kept saying that he needed a sign.
He is full of integrity and honesty, this cousin of mine.
The day of the coronation God sent cherubs from heaven.
They brought in some treats, some lox, bagels and leaven.
We know you have been selected and by the very best.
They said as they helped Samuel P. Jingo get dressed.
This was the sign my cousin had been waiting for.
He put on that crown and he strutted out the door.
The religious men gave him a speech and a prayer.
I admit that I am thrilled that I could be there.
SAMUEL SEYMOUR 1956
Concern for the man who fell out of the box,
says this crackerjack kid, “someone help him.”
Only five years old, Samuel Seymour
would be the last surviving witness,
nine decades later, who saw the man
in the theater break a leg, not the good kind.
“I was scared to death,” says the old man, letting
the contestants on I’ve Got A Secret guess
that he was at the Ford and he didn’t know
that Abraham Lincoln had been assassinated,
feeling sorry for the wrong man, who took off running.
2/3/2020
the vintagenews.com
Video of Last Surviving Witness of Lincoln’s Assassination Recounting the Event
rumanative &
ancient
in gathering skies
of thunder&beating rain
groves&glades
with enormous boles
grasping at roots
&twisting sinews
clotted thatch corn stooks
sprinkled
&showered with a
thousand eyes
motley clothing fine meshes &
dappled skies&
mountains of light
enriching the actual present
pure&quaint
a crinkled Goth
pitting his English visions
with riches&fruitfulness
of urgent realities
in
prodigal
profusion
Throughout life, particular fears have haunted me
in school, adolescence band adult life up to now
the fear of speaking to others especially strangers
it's been so natural to fear them and just bow
Recently someone said you can speak fine
it's all the rest of the clutter that beats you
the tension, anxiety, low self-esteem and fears
in the mind that's defeated saying this, I can't do
Learn well like David to trust in the Lord
to face my fears in God's mighty glorious name
bringing with me the God of the armies of Israel
so God's glory supremely would be my aim
Fear gets within the heart makes one doubt
with anxious tense nerves all in a spray
one thinks this tongue's tied who'll loosen?
God's able to do what I want to say
(This day the Lord will deliver you into my hand, and I will strike you down and cut off your head. And I will give the dead bodies of the host of the Philistines this day to the birds of the air and to the wild beasts of the earth, that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel,)
1 Samuel 17: 45 (ESV)
Lord I know I'm not here to stay,
But thanks for waking me up today.
Prepare me for what may come my way
And take my pains and burdens away.
Teach my muted lips to pray,
Teach me your truth to say,
Help me keep my foes at bay
And teach me to watch and slay.
Lord! I don't know how long it will take
to take me to the doorway
But make a way where
there's seems to be no way
Wax away all my dismay,
Stick with me in every step I take
And every move I make.
And I will serve you till my dying day.
imaginations
abide in
perfection
lasting
but a moment
transitory
as snow
in
indelible impressions
chrysalis
asleep
waiting in the wings
active
benevolence&
intellectual
recreation
a future
a promise
in shades
of
pensiveness
parcelled out
&
blessed
deep glimpses
in
daydreams
silvered
fragments
plucked
from memory
sunburnt beauty
a
momentary
phenomena
of
continual
obervation
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