Music - Poem by Ruben Tover
Music from the beginning of time,
Drums pounding, birds singing,
Rhythm from Dance, dances in rhyme.
Through the trees, whistling leaves,
Where there is honey, sing the bees.
Jabal's brother, Jubal, inventor of lyre and flute,
Music sounded, to the Lord, a tribute.
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