Make it happen, Peter Pan.
Sprinkle us with Pixie dust so
We can fly to Neverland
To dance and be forever young.
Fairy God mom, waive your wand.
Dress your favorite for the ball.
Make her magic dream come true
Til
Teach me, Merlin. Make me king.
Help me raise this sword from stone.
Give me wisdom, confidence
That I may rule with measured hand.
Walk with me on hallowed soil where
Once a carpenter was slain
To give us hope, to give us peace,
To spread His gospel through the land.
We are vessels, every one,
Facilitators by degree,
Reaching out and letting go
To set our listless spirits free.
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