Light

The Light has power,

It makes sour hearts sweet.

Its servants and preachers,

Shall know not defeat.

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It makes sad hearts joyful,

And poor hearts rich.

It raises the desperate,

From their lives in the ditch.

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It makes foolish hearts wise,

And faint hearts bold.

Its faithful stand firm,

In armour of gold.

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A sick heart well,

A blind heart able to see.

So trust in the Light,

And find destiny.