Theocracy - The gift of music
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[Intro]
D A D Bm
[Verse 1]
DClose your eyes, you little dreamers
ANumbered as the grains of sand
Do yoDu believe there is a treasure you caBmn’t hold
in your hDand?
DStewards of My great Creation
AI will give this gift to you
A laDnguage that can speak your heart when wBmords
could never dDo
[Chorus]
The mBmelodies will giAve you wings to flDy above
CreaAtion
WhenBmever you can’t fiAnd the words to sDay
BmSo My child, I gAive this gift to Dyou and all the
Anations
So yBmou can give it baAck to Me one daDy
[Verse 2]
DSee the child, ashamed and broken
AWords can never come out right
DDreams of failure dance in his head Bmevery single
Dnight
But tweDlve words in a simple language
Asuddenly make sense somehow
That liDttle boy, once shy and awkward,
Bmstands before you Dnow
[Chorus]
The meBmlodies will gAive you wings to flDy above
CreaAtion
WheneBmver you can’t fiAnd the words to sDay
BmSo My child, I gAive this gift to yDou and all the
naAtions
So yBmou can give it Aone dDay
[Bridge 1]
MuBmsic is Your masterpiece, Your siAgnature and
smDile
The glBmorious crown jewel of all CreAationD
BmGave a voice and sense of wonder tAo this lonely
chDild
Whose meBmlodies ring forth Your coroAnatBmion nDow
And the strings crescendo like the sunrise in the sky
The percussion section thunders like the stormclouds
In their wonder up on high
The brass is roaring like the mighty ocean’s tide
Creation is music, and music is Creation
All the earth, a symphony of balanced majesty
All of life, a melody with four-part harmony
The rhythms march in great complexity
Creation is music, and music is Creation, let it sing