singing your praises

I want to be your flute
for your joy’s tune
I want to be a piano
for your loving symphony
I want to be a drum
for your energy’s vibration
I want to sing
for your words in hope
I want to be a choir
to be in harmony with your strength
I want to be the audience
so heaven echoes
I want to clap
to have our hands together

I read the Bible every night
to praise you at the end
I say my prayers every night
to respect you
I kiss my little girl goodnight
because you blessed me

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