It bubbles all around me...
Like an effervescent spring...
It drives away the darkness...
Allows my heart to sing...
Like an ever present fountain...
That dances to a song...
The praises drift toward heaven...
To the foot of His white throne...
And though I'm far from perfect...
Unfinished work of art...
My praise is a fragrant incense...
That wraps around His heart...
He smiles with acknowledgment...
I've much to celebrate...
His joy has been restored to me...
And I'll dance with song and praise...
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