Oh! God! Dear God! We know you care
What all those wicked warlords think,
We know our fate is in your hands
And we are standing on the brink.
Should we cry out? Lord, save us now.
And fall with faces to the earth.
Or bravely show by strength of faith,
That new resolutions are given birth.
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