Dancing in the Wind

I hear it pounding on the walls
I hear it roaring through the streets
I hear it pressing against the window
I hear it testifying to His greatness

I see the drops of rain, as meek as the wind is powerful
I see the trees swaying like mere leaves
I see the pools of earlier rain trembling before His might
I see a storm of glory

I feel the wind swelling up around me
I feel those few drops on my face
I feel my feet pounding away on the wet pavement

I feel the wind flowing all around me
I feel the rain gaining strength
I feel a song rising in my throat

David, wearing a linen ephod, danced before the LORD with all his might (2Samuel 6:14)