Booking the Song

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Booking the Song

Now is the time to let music take the lead
For morning light or quiet evening hush.
Song lifts us out of sadness helps us breathe
And sends thoughts of joy’s refreshing rush.
The stff mood that clasped the heart so tight
That left us cold restless and unsure
Now fades like mist beneath the rising light
Replaced by spirit—open calm and pure.
Let us turn to song and let the voice be clear;
In every simple thing useful meaning lies.
As music flows it brings the soul near
To love that lives in sound and never dies.
Let melody harmonize what grief once flung—
The heart comes home as every note is rung.