Your Voice from the Highlands glorify be
Of Notes and Truth this Promised Youth does Sing
Make your Dad Proud to Deliverance see
Your Gift of Choice Deaf Kingdoms must now Ring
Such Device - funny - how Masses accord
Foretell their Merchandise to Stars accrue
But you - Young Bard your Sacred Art afford
Point Value your Gift for God's Smile construe
Though Miles pertake much these Challenges fare
Whatever Programs mark your Consequence
Know His Divine Hand guides your own Forebear
And make your Best out of the Difference.
The Crowd applauds; And chants more Strings be Played
Dear Talent found from Kilted Smiles displayed.
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