GIVE THE musicians honey, God, God, God. Give the drummers iron hands.

They devoted their hands and feet to Love. Give strength and health to their hands and feet.

Praising sound, praising creation, they sow joy. Praise their efforts. Applaud the harvest.

Fill their cups at streams flowing through paradise. Their melodies water our thirsty hearts.

In their longing, doves coo, singers chant— the empty sky sings.

Build the musicians a sturdy tower, stone upon stone, grace upon grace.