MUSIC OF THE MORNING

SIRE: When I read of your love book, it was the music of the morning. In your holy mountain I find escapes. No wonder it's beautiful here. I get to love you in a secret place. A place I am with you all alone. The music of the morning is gentle to my soul and my voice carries a melody of sweetness. Your Son makes a heart upon the windows of my soul. It is heavenly and divine. Because you are playing me and I am your instrument.

I love Thee Majesty.
I AM MIISRAEL

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