We children pray to Thee
Grant us patience and glee
By Thy grace O my Lord!
Knowledge sapling be a tree
Ignorance, distress and fright
Are removed with Thy light
When Thou gives shelter
Never terrifies the dark night
Fields, mountains and plains
Thy grace falls like the rain
We are tightly bound forever
To Thy most powerful chain
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