In the dirt and grime, you spent your time
And never forsook those who would look
And those who weep, you bore to keep
Lord, we died within as slaves to sin
Until you freed the prisoner’s need
Left us in care, only you would dare
In a mortal’s hands, in a mortal’s lands
Guided by flames that remember our names
Never forsaken again, you left us your friend
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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