Father,
Come to me
When i need it most
The blessing of
The Hold Ghost
A humble heart
I wish to hold
Would bring me forth
A life of gold
And though i suffer
Faith is strong
To happiness
Eternal song
To love the world
With just one act
Would vanish evil
Push it back
So bless me with
Your humble heart
In your plan
I wish a part
Blest are they
Who rose to you
Their actions lovely
Heart so true
So in this world
Of nightly pain
Raise me up
To life again
To show the world
A path of gold
And in your heart
A place to hold.
~Amen~
 
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