And let the words you speak be holy ones.
And let the way you speak be holy, too.
And, round your head, a thousand million suns
Shall light the path you’re on, your whole life through.
And let the feeling in your heart be joy,
For that’s the very nature of the All,
And you shall foil the plot of every ploy
That seeks to bring your magnitude to fall.
And let the lightning strike, both day and night;
The seas don’t need to either bend or break.
Have mercy on the widow’s wretched plight,
And give her child as much as it can take.
You’re just as empty as you’ve always been,
So let the light of holy spirit in.
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