always after the cantatas

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As I led those songs, it was an outpour of my heart.
The music carries us to the throne,
but it’s up to us to bring our hearts to worship.

I love you Lord. There are too many words. 
I am so humbled to be called your beloved.
Too moved to be considered your child.
Too undeserved for you to call me friend.

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