"I come to the garden alone"
In the quiet still of morning
On dawn my empty heart does hone
As the Doves sing their love mourning
"Each time I touch a rose petal"
That the dew refreshed over night
As I sit surrounded settle
Rose scent wafing in early light
"Just a little talk with Jesus"
Amazing grace suddenly astounds
His presence fills scents of narcissus
Here in the earthly earth no bounds
"Then I bowed on my knees and cried Holy"
For in His presence my heart glowed
Promising love to Him wholly
He my burdens took lifted heavy load
Holy, Holy
"In The Garden"_ Elvis Presley
"The Flowers, The Sunset, The Trees_Jim Reeves
"Just A Little Talk With Jesus"_George Jones
"Then I Bowed On My Knees And Cried Holy, Holy"_Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
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I could not find the bands names to go with the performing artist
O! Performing artist of the weak and fickle mind.
Multi-headed serpent, frothing the air, in poisoned breath.
Degenerating, the Supreme, through creative lores,
As visuals of the divine masters, in naked glory.
Over awed prevaricator of the Holy Form.
Liberator? Struggling under the yoke of truth.
Throw not thy burden, thy duty to the human race.
The wheels of time, in time, will smother you to dust.
Lo! Hussain M.F., why did you not bleed.
Thrash your chest, to burning red, in anger.
For you upsurge the holy word of Allah;
Dismember incarnations of the Almighty; Now.
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