Beautiful Feet

Stride by the stride,
the feet are not crushed.
The pace is not slow,
nor is it rushed.
The walk is certain,
and the purpose is clear.
It is for His glory,
that we leave our fears. 
One step, two and then another,
our voices are mixed,
with sounds too sweet.
Community rejoicing,
in beautiful feet. 
The soil is drenched,
the crops grow excited,
the walk is to be enjoyed,
and in it delighted. 
Yet, let us remember,
let our feet always know,
the soil is here,
because He made it so. 

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