Love is a many splendid thing
So the song may ring out
But who in hell, this fact will sing
Burning, in rage not shout
Did Heaven not see me trying?
Were saints alone out there?
Would I, have not been applying
Knowing what pain I'll bear?
Heed well, souls bewildered living
Knowing not right from wrong
If other's you're not forgiving
How can you, sing life's song
True Life's of true love breathing
Ones selfishness aside
Whilst living, dying bequeathing
Through Christ, reigning inside
But living as I did with fools
Ignorant, just the same
Mocking, disobeying Life's rules
Forever to burn in shame
Though nought will I gain telling you
Though wisdom, long while failed
The living Christ one should pursue
In hell not to be jailed
What would I do, to be reborn
Know as I do today
'Till, beyond life's ultimate dawn
I'd live, walking God's Way
While you today, have freedom still
Time is fast growing late
Nothing can kill a person's will
Consider well my! fate.....
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