If it be your will, that I speak no moreAnd my voice be still, as it was beforeI will speak no more, I shall abide untilI am spoken for, if it be your willIf it be your will, that a voice be trueFrom this broken hill, I will sing to youFrom this broken hillAll your praises they shall ringIf it be your will, to let me singFrom this broken hillAll your praises they shall ringIf it be your will, to let me singIf it be your will, if there is a choiceLet the rivers fill, let the hills rejoiceLet your mercy spillOn all these burning hearts in HellIf it be your will, to make us wellAnd draw us near and bind us tightAll your children here, in their rags of lightIn our rags of light, all dressed to killAnd end this night, if it be your willIf it be your will
when he left, he took the light with him ... we remain in the dark here, hungering for the tiny specks of light his songs, his poetry offer ... may his memory be an eternal blessing
Incomparable Leonard who sings and writes here like King David, the Psalmist, at his best and most intimate with God. Love you always, Leonard! You deserve to have your picture painted on a 9-story building in your home city! x0x
Leonard I first listened to your music on a movie " Pump up the Volume", Since then Ive listened to it weekly. RIP Kind Soul. A long stem rose