Glory Of God Poem by Thomas Urmanic

Glory Of God

Someone may think life's not fair
but I know it is, 'cause you are there.
Humanity is wrong, you are right,
and you will lead us to the light.

Me, you, and also Pope —
he is everyone's hope.
He is always there for me,
I know he will set us free.

When I'm weak, I see your might,
you saved me from every fight.
You are my fortress and my wall,
you always listen to my call.

He is sinless, we are bad,
he is calm, we are mad.
He is right, we are wrong,
I wonder how he's so strong.

How many good things you did,
oh, my glorious Lord.
From slavery of sin you freed
us the exact way you told.

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