Rev. Lainie Dowell
(Received Sunday, July 3, 2011 10:33 P.M.)
It started when a wisp of spring floated across my brow
My spirit lifted with the wind
Spring called, I'll show you how.
One melodious sound --
I marvelled
The breeze called, Draw near.
For, in the midst of present tunes,
There is a tune you need to hear.
Come fly.
Let us talk.
But, then, you must be still.
There is sweetness in store
When you do the Master's will.
Whispers ever oh so slight
Gather to join us on this flight.
A song unknown to common man
was penned so long ago
by the Master's Hand
The song that stole my forlorn soul
set me free and made me whole
It gave my life a brand new start
and brought new meaning to my heart
