O my teacher, I beg of thee
My actions would reflect my words and thee
That when I kneel my heart repents
That to you I would not be dense
But fly in joy and peace and hope
And set my sins in sniper's scope
And with great prejudice turn such away
That from thee would lead astray
(This grant me with sincerity to pray)
Help me to glorify you today
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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