Dance
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By Bob Gander
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Dance My Father in Heaven asked me to dance; I paid for the ticket with the Blood of my Son. Hey! My yoke is easy; My burden is light. I am your Right. I give you no slack. How can I dance? Now I'm really in need!. Me? You want me? To take to the dance? I think you're mistaken. You're taking a chance. I was in shock. I could walk. I could dance. His arms hold me up. His feet give me wings. How can this be? I asked without clue. |
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Submitted: Friday, April 2, 2021
Last Updated: Friday, April 2, 2021
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