I’ll Make Music

Lord and Master
I'll sing a song to you
On the ten-string lyre I'll make music, music, music
I'll make music, music, music

Lord and Master
Let your thoughts fall like rain
And just like showers on new grass
New grass, showers on new grass, on new grass

We'll play for you with harps and trumpets, trumpets, trumpets
We'll sing some psalms in praise of you
We'll play for you with harps and trumpets, trumpets, trumpets
We'll sing some psalms in praise of you, you, you

Lord and Master
Let your words descend like dew
And just like droplets on tender leaves, tender leaves
Tender, tender leaves, tender leaves

We'll play for you with harps and trumpets, trumpets, trumpets
We'll sing some psalms in praise of you
We'll play for you with harps and trumpets, trumpets, trumpets
We'll sing some psalms in praise of you, you

I'll make music
I shall make new music
I shall make music, music for you