'About noon, I started as if something foreign to all my senses and all my experience had suddenly invaded me; yet it was only the voice of a woman singing. My whole frame quivered with joy, surprise, and the sensation of the unforeseen. Like a living soul, like an incarnation of Nature, the song entered my prison-house. Each tone folded it's wings, and laid itself, like a caressing bird, upon my heart. It bathed me like a sea; enrapt me like an odorous vapor; entered my soul like a long draught of clear spring water; shone upon me like essential sunlight; soothed me like a mother's voice and hand. Hardly knowing what I did, I opened the door. Why had I not done so before? I do not know. At first I could see no one; but when I forced myself past the tree which grew across the entrance, I saw, seated on the ground and leaning against the tree, with her back to my prison, a beautiful woman. She looked up at me and smiled. ' Ah! Were you the prisoner there? I am very glad I have wiled you out.' ' (George MacDonald, Phantastes) Because I feel most near and honest with God while I worship him with my songs and because I've been drawn out of my own prison by the voice of God speaking to my heart through music, I offer these simple songs in hope that someone listening might feel a little closer to God, a little more honest, and a little more free.