She's sitting in the pew...she's thinking and praying for a direction. She's waiting in silence, listening.
As she walks up to the piano, she breathes and feels her self drift away. Her fingers are out of her control...her inner song is pouring out of her being. The music that is coming out of her motions is nothing that she had imagined, nor fully planned. It was as if...she wasn't even there.
She closed her eyes...she didn't even watch where her hands were going. They were led in a direction that she had no control of...so she let it happen. Her spirit was calm...her worries nonexistent. She became part of the music that she wasn't creating alone. Satan had no grip on her...Satan couldn't break the barrier that was formed through the music. She finally let herself fully go...mistakes happened and she continued. She was filled with the Holy Spirit completely...and didn't care what happened aside from that. She was strong....she was solid....she wasn't going to be beaten.
...Satan got his ass kicked tonight...
When the music fades
And all is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless your heart
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the ways things appear
You're looking into my heart
I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You
All about You, Jesus
I'm sorry Lord for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You
It's all about You Jesus
King of endless worth
No one could express
How much You deserve
Though I'm weak and poor
All I have is Yours
Every single breath
I'll bring You more than just a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart
I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You
All about You, Jesus
I'm sorry Lord for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You
It's all about You Jesus
Its all about you
Jesus
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