On Your melodic stream this morning,
A wreath I have strung.
Whether or not You want to don it,
I have loved; let it be acknowledged.
From a fountain at the place of mystery,
Into my life melodies come floating.
With vocal modulation, cadence, and beat,
I have tried to appease Him through songs aplenty.
A tune sails off into the sphere unseen
On the clattering of a dormant psyche.
But with an unnamed song of inner feelings,
Suddenly, Himself I have seized.
A wreath I have strung.
Whether or not You want to don it,
I have loved; let it be acknowledged.
From a fountain at the place of mystery,
Into my life melodies come floating.
With vocal modulation, cadence, and beat,
I have tried to appease Him through songs aplenty.
A tune sails off into the sphere unseen
On the clattering of a dormant psyche.
But with an unnamed song of inner feelings,
Suddenly, Himself I have seized.
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The errant heart He conquers. When that heart sings to Him, only then does He get pleased.
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