Oh, my Lord, you heal the brokenhearted.
You never give up, on those that departed.
You safely wait for, the return of their hearts'.
As Heaven sets the course;
You send your Angels' to remove their obstacles.
Getting their full attention,
Keeping them from trouble,
You set the course.
Saving the lost
Paying the cost,
You save them from being tossed.
Into the lake of fire;
Their life may expire.
But, you saved them, from eternal fire.
You paid the cost for all!
Oh, my Lord, you heal the sick.
With a touch of your hand, cancer disappears,
to never reappear.
You heal the high fever.
With a wave of your hand, the fever's broken.
You paid the cost, for all!
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