Lord of the dance,
Creator of the circling planets
Choreographer of the seasons
Blessed be your name.
Lord of the dance,
inventor of music
Lifter of spirits and mover of feet
Blessed be your name.
Lord of the dance,
universal language
joiner of hearts
Source of creativity and self expression
Blessed be your name.
And Lord of the dance,
We're sorry.
We're sorry for the times we stayed in our seats and just tapped our toes
refusing to risk ourselves on the dance floor.
We're sorry that sometimes we turn the polka or the music of the madison up full bore
So that we don't have to hear the sad, swaying music of lament.
We're sorry that sometimes we want to impress with our specky solo dance moves
And don't let you lead.
We're sorry for the times we prefer to dance with our trusted partners and are reluctant to invite others to join in.
And we're sorry when we tread each other's toes.
Lord of the dance,
Blessed be your name.
Whether we feel like we have two left feet
or know all kinds of dance steps
or can barely move our legs at all
You know each of us.
You are the Lord of the dance
and there are all kinds of ways to dance.
Teach us to dance.
May we each find our unique place in your dance.
Amen
