When worshipers ascended to Jerusalem,
They sang Songs of Ascent.
When do we ever sing as we walk?
It’s rare enough just to sing.
A few of us get five songs on Sunday morning,
Standing in place.
After several hours of worship in a pasture,
The light was fading.
To guitar accompaniment,
We walked up the hill singing.
“Our mouths they were filled,
Filled with laughter.
Our tongues they were loosed,
Loosed with joy.”
The Bible says that Jesus was moved with
Compassion, that he felt it in his bowels.
Ascending while singing felt like that.
So deep, “profound” hardly touches it.
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