LYRIC

Do not be conformed to the pattern of this world
But be transformed by the renewing of your mind

(Set your minds on things above, not on things that are on earth)

Whatever is true, whatever is honorable
Whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely
Think about these things
Do not be conformed to the pattern of this world
But be transformed by the renewing of your mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind, m-m-mind

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