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my heart beats at thy name
my lips get sealed when i hear my name in thy voice
my eyes look for thy worthy presence
and my soul gets quenched at thy gently touch
it is because of my sins or the power of thou eternal love

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far away in the weary woods, lives a charcoal man..with charred hopes and fumes of smoke he sings the song of pain..i wish to write some songs for him of joy, love and gain,which shall be sung in september rains on his silver strings !