My nation God, they are softhearted creatures,
The world has them divided, greed has left everywhere it’s signatures,
So let the Christians feel joys, as their truth matures.

That nation O God has waited for signs,
Had you not promised for them is best of wines?
So give them my euphoria, sadness, show them primes.

They’ll filter through and rise up stronger,
They all have the light in them, keep them awaited no longer,
For I am just one amongst them, that one amonger.

You gave me no Grace’s but command of words,
Rises more need to act, not demand of words,
Why the Christians are trapped in the remand of words.

Bestow upon us, your blessing of unity,
This tireless battle of words, give us impunity,
Priests wish upon them good things, sooner and soonity.

Give them delight of new age music, my ancestor
Find them some better than Christianity, O incestor,
Let them absorb without study through the new semester.

We fly away someday, let them keep peace,
Let the faithful taste their faith and its ease,
Why do we need a Church when world is a premise?

Knock into them kindness, give them valor,
Priest comes to your court o father as your hailer,
I just look like it father, but I’m not the ailor.

Unite them in one faith with power of wisdom,
There’s not shortness of Graces in your kingdom,
Help me earn more, on words, so low is my income.