Everything to Love - Geoff Bartley

    Center slowly down, stand and listen
    hear the river singing in your earl
    beating like a heart, like a bird in flight
    on earth there is nothing to fear

    [Chorus]
    And the spirit moves from hand to hand
    a fiddle across the land
    joining into God's own band
    Everything to love must yield

    Wind across these hills, summer in my soul
    friends and laughter filling up this hall
    let us kind and honest and constant be
    for these are the measure of us all

    [Chorus]
    And the spirit moves from hand to hand
    a fiddle across the field
    I wanna play a stratocaster in God's own band
    Everything to love must yield
    Everything to love must yield!

    1984 by Geoff Bartley All Rights reserved

    This performance is dedicated to Brad and Beth Paul
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