L-ord God reigns supreme,
E-yes of the Maker see all;
N-ever can you be the fate's master,
Y-ou're not the captain of your soul.
R-emain meek and humble
I-n living your life;
C-hoose the right path,
A-nd you'll be safe from strife.
R-ain and sun share the grace,
I-n spite of the devil's scheme;
O-n the thirteenth of September, still God reigns supreme.
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