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In the dark of the empty sanctuary
he toiled, alone, refining his skill
preparing himself,
by drill and practice
to become a servant, an instrument
God’s hands on the organ’s keys
God’s voice in the purity of the notes
coaxed from the pipes in the chancel
to be ready on Sunday, in worship, in public
to share, to proclaim his praise
to ministry in His church
through his playing
of the familiar hymns
so others too would know God
feel Him, as he surely does
through his faithful service

May 26, 2006 2:08pm
of Hyung-Kyu Yi, practicing alone May 25, 2006.

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