My Violin and I are one
Springing forth heaven’s sound
Precious the heart of His Son
Whose life we have found
His melody of heaven we play
As touched by the Master’s hand
It welcomes the sun each day
Rejoicing together, announcing His glorious plan
Come listen as the angels sing
Filled with His love, mercies from the King
Miracles upon miracles they do bring
Sprinkled with golden dust of anointing
by Nan DeNoyer