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Everything I say and do
Everything I am to you
Oh I pray
That you will know
That whatever is good in me
Whenever there’s joy to see
Hear me say
It’s not my own
All glory to God, all honor is His
No other is worthy of His name
All glory to God, I’ll always be His
Forever I’ll live to sing His praise
Everyday I know I’m blessed
Just to know my heart
It rests in the Hands
That gave me life
You know I won’t forget
What He’s done for me you bet
I’m amazed every time
So I’m sayin‘
All glory to God, all honor is His
No other is worthy of His name
All glory to God, I’ll always be His
Forever I’ll live to sing His praise
My love to You, Father
My heart to no other
My life for Your honor
All glory to God, all honor is His
No other is worthy of His name
All glory to God, I’ll always be His
Forever I’ll live to sing His praise
Kathy Troccoli
Whatever is steeped in grape juice
will acquire the flavor of the grape.
Whether it be carrots or apples or quinces or walnuts,
you will taste in them the delicious flavor of the grape.
When your knowledge is steeped in the light of faith,
then wayward people will receive light from it.
Whatever you say will be luminous,
for the sky never rains anything but pure water.
Become like the sky. Become like the cloud and shed rain:
the spout rains, too, but it can’t produce the rain.
The water in the spout is borrowed;
the water in the cloud and sea is original.
Your thought and reasoning resemble the spout;
inspiration and revelation are like the cloud and the sky.
The rain water engenders all the colors of the garden,
while the spout causes quarrels with your neighbors.
Rumi, Jewels of Remembrance, V 2486-2493
Translation by Kabir & Camille Helminski
