Teach my heart to sing,
to find sweet melodies
for every living thing.
Teach my heart to love,
to share with the unlovable
hope from above.
Teach my heart to weep,
to shed soul cleansing tears
when sorrow's deep.
Teach my heart to pray,
that I may offer praise along the way.
And teach my heart to care,
when there's no one else
let me be there.
~Dorothy Miller Birdwell~
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