Oh! That I may sing
Sing to my lord
But I have not
The voice of angels
And the accompaniments
Like Heaven’s
Oh! That I may dance
Dance for my God
But I have not
The swiftness of feet
Nor the coil of a snake
That resided in David
Who has understood
The anchor of the sky
Or comprehended the reservoir
Of its great waters?
And the triggers
Of its scaring Bazookas
Flashing through the sky
Who can tell
Of its great electricity
Its distributive accuracy
To the warmer
The fluorescent
And the twinkling eyes
Oh that I may know!
How to please the lord
Yes! I can yet sing
Sing of the Lord
The giver of voice
I must yet dance
The dance of the Lord
The giver of legs
Accompanied with rhythms
Rhythms from my palms.
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