I am The Voice from the mount on high
I am The Voice of the wind when Angels fly
I am The Voice telling stories in the night
I am The Voice of the eye with no sight
I am The Voice when it rains & when it snows
I am The Vice of the garden as it grows
I am The Voice of the dove as it cries
I am The Voice of the clear blue skies
I am The Voice of the heart as it beats
I am The Voice of the homeless on the streets
I am The Voice for those who have none
I am The Voice of All who are One
I am The Voice
and The Voice is I
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