Worship from Both Sides

Cozy homes, guitars, and songs,

Joining voices all night long,

Hearts of worship singing strong,

I’ve worshipped God that way.

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Holding a bass with anxious hand,

Up on the stage, one of the band,

Eyes strain toward the music stand,

I’ve worshipped God that way.

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But fog machines and techie things,

Keep me distracted from my King,

I worship better in between,

Alone with God, I sing.

I’ve worshipped God from both sides now,

From pain and joy and still somehow,

My view is hindered by the fall.

I really don’t know worship at all.