His Eternal Symphony Poem by Day Williams

"Sadness and sorrow are all I know, "
Said the violin to the bow.
Said the bow to the violin,
"Our Lord has conquered strongholds of sin."

"The path has thorns, the forest is thick, "
Said the kettle drum to the sticks.
Said the sticks to the kettle drum,
"Through our Lord's power we overcome."

Watch the Conductor wave His baton
We're His instruments arranged on the lawn,
Each instrument a part in harmony
In His eternal symphony.

"I'm ill, can't see, and can't walk far, "
Said the pick to the guitar.
Said the guitar to the pick,
"He heals the lame, the blind, and the sick."

"My face is muddy, my clothes aren't clean, "
Said the hands to the tambourine.
Said the tambourine to the hands,
"His blood washes clean each woman and man."

Watch the Conductor wave His baton
We're His instruments arranged on the lawn,
Each instrument a part in harmony
In His eternal symphony.

"I'm in a crowd, yet feel alone, "
Said the mouthpiece to the slide trombone.
Said the slide trombone to the mouthpiece,
"The Nazarene will meet your deepest needs."

"I'm unsure of my faith as on I go, "
Said the key to the piano.
Said the piano to the key,
"The Holy Spirit is your guarantee."

Watch the Conductor wave His baton
We're His instruments arranged on the lawn,
Each instrument a part in harmony
In His eternal symphony.

~Day Williams