Your Sacred Song

Lord, You are my refuge,

the One I turn to,

the One I run to,

the One I listen for

when the song of fear

has permeated my heart

and played itself on repeat

for far too long.

Fear is a discordant tune,

filled with dissonant chords,

grating as it scratches and claws

and tunnels its way to my heart.

Lord, I need a new song,

today, I need a new verse

to take hold of my soul.

I need Your song, Your music

to recapture my heart

and shake loose

all my seeds of doubt.

And so, I listen for You.

I listen for the drumbeat

of a thousand angels marching,

pounding their feet into the earth

as they prepare the way for You.

I listen for the trumpets,

for the lyres and harps,

for the cymbals

for all the instruments

of Your sacred song.

I long to feel Your song.

I long to feel it build

and then surge,

and then burst,

flooding me with

the notes of creation.

Yes, Lord, I long for Your sacred song.

But sometimes, there are no trumpets,

no drums, no rhythmic beat

for my heart to match in time.

Sometimes there is just a whisper.

Sometimes Your song, Lord, is a hymn

and sometimes it is a lullaby.

Sometimes it is sung softly,

settling under the notes of the wind,

rattling the magnolia leaves.

Sometimes Your song is rainfall.

It is ocean waves.

It is the sound of my mother

saying my name.

But whether lullaby or hymn, Lord,

Your song is what I need.

Let me hear Your sacred song today.

Amen.

Psalm 150:5

1 Chronicles 16:42

Psalm 91:9-10