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Music starts my little church
Music starts my little church
And bids us goers "come forward" -
Timid and cleansing at first -
Bringing voices to one accord
Then her voice waxing loud
And the piano's tempo
Make the atmosphere bound
To become a crescendo
When our song meets Him above
And the sweet chorus repeats.
Did such music greet Asaph
At the foot of heaven's gates?
And bids us goers "come forward" -
Timid and cleansing at first -
Bringing voices to one accord
Then her voice waxing loud
And the piano's tempo
Make the atmosphere bound
To become a crescendo
When our song meets Him above
And the sweet chorus repeats.
Did such music greet Asaph
At the foot of heaven's gates?
Published 11th Jul 2024
| Edited 13th Sep 2024
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