C-hoose the way to life,
A-nd not the road to death;
T-rust the vow of right path,
H-ope until the last breath.
B-ehold the way to life,
O-pen your eyes and see;
N-ever turn a deaf ear,
A-im at the greatest glory.
O-n the twentieth of January,
B-eware of Satan's strife;
R-emain faithful to God'swords,
A-s they are the way to life.
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