Choir songs!
Dance on my heart:
Once two handsome getleman asked a fair young maid a question. "What must we do to win your hand and gain your kind affection?" One said he was stronger by far than any other man that she'd meet. Also being braver than most said "please marry me, I'm adoringly sweet." Then said the other "What if I gave you diamonds and pearls, would you be my bride. I can offer power and riches all through your life, you'll be satisfied." "Well," she replied, "I'd make my selection and you'd recieve my love and affection if you danced on my heart, if you sang to my soul. But alas, my heart is not pounding. And your songs are not sounding. Therefor, I cannot marry you!"
Then a kindly gentleman asked the fair young maid a question. "What must I do to win your hand and gain your kind affection. I can only promise to love you. Be at your side through all of your life. I will be your faithful companion come take my hand. Say you'll be my wife." "Sir," she replied, "You are my selection and you'll recieve my love and affection for you dance on my heart. And you sang to my soul. I'll take your hand. Wear your wedding band. Yes, kind sir, I will marry you!"
I am his child
I may not be all that you are. I may not be a shining star. But what I am. I thank the Lord for making me his child.
I may not be all that you are. I may not be a shining star. But what I am. I thank the Lord for making me his child.
Thank you lord for hearing every prayer. Thank you lord, for just being there. Thank you lord, thank you lord for I am not worthy of your love.
I may not be all that you are. I may not be a shining star. But what I am. I thank the Lord for making me his child.
Thank you lord for hearing every prayer. Thank you lord, for just being there. Thank you lord, thank you lord for I am not worthy of your love.
I may not be all that you are. I may not be a shining star. But what I am. I thank the Lord for making me his child.
So don't use me. Or abuse me. For I am his child.
Don't tease me. Or mistreat me. For I am still his child.
You can even talk about me. For I am still his child.
Musica Dei
Music. The gift of Music. The gift of music. Musica Dei. Musica. Musica dei musica dei musica dei donum optimi trahit homenes. Trahit deos. Musica. Musica dei musica dei. Musica. Dei. Music calms the angry soul. And uplifts the mournful spirit. Music even moves the trees, music moves the very trees. And the wild beast, it moves the wild beast music. The gift of Music Musica dei.Musica. Musica dei musica dei musica dei donum optimi trahit homenes. Trahit deos. Musica. Musica dei musica dei. Musica. Dei. Musica. Musica dei.Musica. Musica dei. Musica.
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