The Power In One’s Voice


There comes new colors
Dancing from beautiful words
New ideas
Worthy of being shouted
From the rooftops--
Speak the truth,
Spread the word,
Wherever one goes,
Produce some kind of Joy
Oozing with passionate Love
Because
Words like this,
"Jesus saves,
Ah-men,"
Come from the preacher
In a poetic voice
He finds among
His own wretch of sin--
He sings--
"We're all the same
When
That sweet chariot
Takes us home,"
Another sermon comes
And goes--
But the church Chapel
Fills with a light
In which
Makes everything
A lot brighter on Earth

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