I would like

I would like to be the wind, Singing everywhere. I would like to be the wind, Dancing everywhere. Like the wind to praise thee, Lord, Like the wind. I would like to be a white cloud, Floating in the sky. I would like to be a white cloud, In the sun, and Like the cloud, look for thy face, O Lord. I would like to be the flame, Of the forest fires. I would like to be the flame, Of the bonfires. Like the flame, rising toward thee, O lord. I would like to be the guitar, With a singing heart. I would like to be the guitar, With a throbbing heart, Like a guitar that thou mayest fill with thy song.