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Dear Father, Give Me the Words
This may be self-evident,
And has a lot of clout,
Music is the highest form,
Of worship pouring out.
Commit and utilize,
Study the key words to memorize.
Dear Father, when I record CD's,
Please give me the words,
That are a necessity.
My job is to please God,
Be orderly and genuine,
Because this is something,
That my life seems to beckon.
Dear Father, when I record CD's,
Please give me the words,
That are a necessity.
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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