This is a much loved song, I am not the Artist below, should it not be appropriate for use, I am willing to remove it....thank you iona. Words in the video is somewhat repeated below)) That which is instilled in my heart, thithers longer, and never calls time, given with a whole lot of love, I'll fall over to share. Made known of my very humble being, any dreams came the womb, by birth to call, and whilst here I know I' m not without my flaws. I'll place not my light under a bushel, let it be only a cubic tall a view. Yet mine spirit finds it's way and towers over mountains allowing me to speak volumes of peace, as rays of shades pierces and shines through left, right and centre. With the earths alignment, is ours, the stars take there courses, nor the sea raging to tell otherwise. For strengths and fears, beckons hope for all, wherever the tides of time takes us, i'll sort for the asking in prayer, those further still generations past but draws us near, holds and shares the values of love life lived, becomes ours and for those to come. The future I may not be able to see to the naked eye, let me not look for no more than i'm given, for greed carries no weight to living. I'll daily take up thought for plans, not only for needs, but for the giving, every touch of human kindness in far away places, man as my neighbours, also here at home, yet a life to live. Leaving much space for faith and carry on, I'll not seek for any man made predictions a tarried of minds, written on ...
ALL ELSE GIVEN
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
ALL ELSE GIVEN Video Clips. Duration : 4.05 Mins.
This is a much loved song, I am not the Artist below, should it not be appropriate for use, I am willing to remove it....thank you iona. Words in the video is somewhat repeated below)) That which is instilled in my heart, thithers longer, and never calls time, given with a whole lot of love, I'll fall over to share. Made known of my very humble being, any dreams came the womb, by birth to call, and whilst here I know I' m not without my flaws. I'll place not my light under a bushel, let it be only a cubic tall a view. Yet mine spirit finds it's way and towers over mountains allowing me to speak volumes of peace, as rays of shades pierces and shines through left, right and centre. With the earths alignment, is ours, the stars take there courses, nor the sea raging to tell otherwise. For strengths and fears, beckons hope for all, wherever the tides of time takes us, i'll sort for the asking in prayer, those further still generations past but draws us near, holds and shares the values of love life lived, becomes ours and for those to come. The future I may not be able to see to the naked eye, let me not look for no more than i'm given, for greed carries no weight to living. I'll daily take up thought for plans, not only for needs, but for the giving, every touch of human kindness in far away places, man as my neighbours, also here at home, yet a life to live. Leaving much space for faith and carry on, I'll not seek for any man made predictions a tarried of minds, written on ...
This is a much loved song, I am not the Artist below, should it not be appropriate for use, I am willing to remove it....thank you iona. Words in the video is somewhat repeated below)) That which is instilled in my heart, thithers longer, and never calls time, given with a whole lot of love, I'll fall over to share. Made known of my very humble being, any dreams came the womb, by birth to call, and whilst here I know I' m not without my flaws. I'll place not my light under a bushel, let it be only a cubic tall a view. Yet mine spirit finds it's way and towers over mountains allowing me to speak volumes of peace, as rays of shades pierces and shines through left, right and centre. With the earths alignment, is ours, the stars take there courses, nor the sea raging to tell otherwise. For strengths and fears, beckons hope for all, wherever the tides of time takes us, i'll sort for the asking in prayer, those further still generations past but draws us near, holds and shares the values of love life lived, becomes ours and for those to come. The future I may not be able to see to the naked eye, let me not look for no more than i'm given, for greed carries no weight to living. I'll daily take up thought for plans, not only for needs, but for the giving, every touch of human kindness in far away places, man as my neighbours, also here at home, yet a life to live. Leaving much space for faith and carry on, I'll not seek for any man made predictions a tarried of minds, written on ...
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