Happy Sunday

Good Morning Lord

Good morning Lord
your sunshine keeping promise to the moon

Good morning hope
Still here, though oft I bid you leave

Good morning heart
My, you’re feeling light today

Good morning soul
So eager for your prayer

Good morning love
As bright and perfect as the day

This Thing Called Us

Don’t want to make a wave
But each day my life you save

Don’t want to make a scene
But I think you’re really keen

Don’t want to make a rumpus
But you are my moral compass

Don’t want to make a fuss
But I love this thing called us

The Bard of Appanoose

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