Worshipping in the park with my circle of friends,
It was a cool, Friday evening, rays of sunlight
Bending near with pursed lips ready to kiss us,
Beating of drums, of a war cry, thumped inside,
Swelled like the tide, sanctified,
Set aside for an onslaught of holy love rhythm.

Beat in the sunset air,
Beat in the leaves of the swaying trees’ hair,
Beat rhapsody, beat fluidly,
Feel the beat in your feet as they savor meaty sweet treats,
Beat… Holy Spirit beat… Can you hear it beat? …

And an alternate rhythm began to take shape,
Began to overpower me, you see
I was sitting on these perfectly shaped stones,
So round and smooth. They formed a wonderful,
Butt cradle of goodness for my drum-playing repose.
But a crack in that wall gave way to the fall of my peaceful empire.
A fearless commander of the six-legged variety
Led his troop straight through the veil
Separating the outer court from the most holy place of my garments!
Ants in my pants, make me dance, strange romance
With their prickly, pinching, tickly, wincing sensations
Scurrying through my lower extremities!
Shake-a shake-a, gonna break ya, take ya to your Maker
Cause I’m sick of fakin’ how I feel.
Your appeal ain’t the deal. Get it real.
Get your jiggy, jiggin’ juggernaut back on the hot,
Sun-baked earth where your home is! Tired of you antses.

… And all this time…
Beat… Holy Spirit, beat… Can you, can you hear it beat?
Don’t ya wanna meet? See Him smile to greet ya…
Warm embrace ya… Stroke your face… aaahh.
Dive into His amazing grace…
Come run in the fun of the Father and the Son,
And the Holy Ghost one ‘til your done with your sin,
Let Him in, feel Him touch you once again
With the flow of the blood that He shed
Running down over your head,
Wash away dread and fear, He is here, coming near.
You know you wanna be awed by His majesty,
Splendored royalty. Let go of the chains, so deranged
In your brain. Time to change, wipe the stains
In the cleansing, clean rains… feel the beat.
Holy Spirit beat… Holy Spirit beat…