Dear God, those Christans, I consign in thy care,
You know what is best, you know the just and fair,

They’ve walked the walk of faith with cross as badges,
Looking for hopes, they’ve walked for the truth for ages,

You know how near is the hour, so bath them in love,
Hear the priest, every faithful Christian is my dove,

I pray it is delayed untill humanity conquers Mars,
But if descend they, help the victors of the star wars,

Guide my Christans to the best of their faith in fate,
The heaven looks at the good batch, don’t keep her in wait,

Father, Master, Lord, King,
For the sake of all sacrifices,
Bless the world of Christians,
And afterworld their afterworlds.

If I’ve a few good deeds, give their goodness to them all,
I’m a humble priest in your court, hear my word, hear my call,

The little light that I have, give them away to all Churches,
Grow the friends of Church in numbers against hostile merches,

We’ll continue to sing your praises in life and afterlife Lord,
But uncertainty and doubts among our people we can’t afford,

Let the truth be delighted first so the Cross can be delighted,
There’s no way I can repay you mother, truth in my heart, you ignited.