After Psalm 95
It is the noise we hear
first, a joyful noise,
punctuated with cymbals,
drums, hands, and other
instruments of worship,
orchestrated together as
an act, a declaration,
a hymn of thanksgiving,
a hymn of profound praise,
as entrance is gained
to the presence, an instance
of celebration, an eruption
of celebration, unlike
what has been known, like
what will be known
forevermore.
Photograph by Anthony Delanoix via Unsplash. Used with permission.
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