He picks them up
Brushes them off
Gives them a cup
So they may quaff
He gives them shelter
From the storm
From the helter kelter
And keeps them warm
He hands them a plate
And quells their strains
So they may abate
Their hunger pains
He shows them love
A forgiving smile
Leads them to Heaven above
And all the while
He never fails
Or changes his step
Though countless trails
And trials have kept
Persecuting him
Through all their evil
Manners and whims
And never civil
Yet he has remained
Through all the strife
So we may maintain
An eternal life
One hand reaches out
Across all time and space
For those who are on a deadly route
Who’ll surely lose the race.
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