O Father my Father, what shall I do, for I cannot continue writing for you, many complain, do not understand, writing Music, Has changed the man that I am, A change they believe is influenced by evil, not Heaven borne good, Now if that is so, My writings must go, and all my suffering is worthless I guess, if you are not the author, by whom i write scrip, maybe I need what i seldom ask You, a sign to show, what I should do, should I acquiesce, to the wants of those, who, would, force on me, their perfection views, these I reject, Only You know, this i believe you have been with me, and what i write comes only from you, no Father My Father, this only I know, to walk all alone, is a dangerous foe…well if you don’t, send me a sign, i will continue, till I wear out my mind, Then we shall learn, how you Father have led, and you will reward as you Father see fit, this is my Prayer, these are my thoughts, this is the gift, Thy Spirit was wrought, so i close with this, what House can stand, if serving two masters, none for a divided house, leads only to disaster! Your words not mine, I hope you agree, this Is Salvation, Lord do you agree? Amen be it so, Amen
