what will be left without the song, without the melody?
what will be left without the playing, without the well thought of words?
what will be left without the spontaneity, the artistry?
what will be left without the anointing, the spirit-flowing?
what's left after all is gone, that is all that matters
that is all that really matters to Me.
love on Me. love on Me.
selah
i love on You. i love on You.
selah
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