A.J. Cook: "Criminal Minds"
Sing What You Bring あなたが持っているものを歌いなさい Anata ga motte iru mono o utai nasai ps95
Venite. Verifico. Come on. Let's go.
Verify truth. Play the supersleuth.
Experience life with what you bring. Live your experience. Make it sing.
Sing with what you bring. Bring what you draw from the thing.
Come let us sing about the way things are. Make music like a star with your favorite guitar.
Let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation. Jump and dance for the next generation.
Let us offer our presence as a gift for thanksgiving. Make joy the essence of our daily living.
Raise praise with your hands lifted high. Kiss the sky with love in your eyes.
Life is to be lived for love's gentle greatness. Live life with the kiss of infinite bliss.
Caress design with intelligence. Design tests to rule out what is not best.
The caverns of the earth are to be explored. The heights of the hills are to be adored.
The sea is for travel, fun and exploration. The land is grand. It is for the elevation of our nation.
Exercise to build strength and to control impetuosity. Bend down and breath deep to avoid hateful monstrosity.
We are the people of this new generation. Let us make a better world for the wonders of sensation.
Hearken to the voice of happiness in salvation as it makes the sound pound the ground for our station among nations.
Don't harden your hearts with bitter hatefulness. Make a place for the sweetness of mercy and gratefulness.
We had not done our best to manage our resources. Punishment was used to damage our voices.
People are wayward when violence leads the way. Profit from violence hampers the quality of what we have to say.
Paradise is formed with providence for basic needs. Rest is to be granted to those who garner love with good deeds. Experience life with what you bring. Live your experience. Make it sing.
Bring what you draw from the thing. Sing with what you bring.
95 Venite, exultemus 1 Come, let us sing to the Lord; * let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation. 2 Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving * and raise a loud shout to him with psalms. 3 For the Lord is a great God, * and a great King above all gods. 4 In his hand are the caverns of the earth, * and the heights of the hills are his also. 5 The sea is his, for he made it, * and his hands have molded the dry land. 6 Come, let us bow down, and bend the knee, * and kneel before the Lord our Maker. 7 For he is our God, and we are the people of his pasture and the sheep of his hand. * Oh, that today you would hearken to his voice! 8 Harden not your hearts, as your forebears did in the wilderness, * at Meribah, and on that day at Massah, when they tempted me. 9 They put me to the test, * though they had seen my works. 10 Forty years long I detested that generation and said, * "This people are wayward in their hearts; they do not know my ways." 11 So I swore in my wrath, * "They shall not enter into my rest."