J-ust aim for glorious bliss,
U-sing your hope and faith;
N-ever ever be doubtful,
A-s you must fervently wait.
L-et's aim for glorious bliss, fix our eyes at joy ahead;
D-on't ever lose your focus, see it clear instead.
E-arly fourteenth of June,
S-tart fighting the lies;
P-ristine word of wisdom
I-s right before your eyes.
N-ever turn a deaf ear,
O-bey God without a miss;
S-alvation is drawing near,
A-im for glorious bliss.
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