Your voice is virtue on the wing,
Take a deep breath and begin to sing,
Your heart will explode with my love,
And rest upon the hearers as a soft and supple Dove,
For you carry all my promises in your heart,
For You are the strings of my harp,
So sing aloud so others hearken unto to me,
For it is My Heart in you that they see . . .
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