"Teach me O Lord, and I shall live."
The morning chanting blends with sparrows' song,
And I lift my voice,
Or rise to fly.
Sparrows' trill praise You, Lord!
Glory Be bows,
And I blend in.
"Teach me O Lord and I shall live."
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