With a course, people try to reverse
all the pains we felt in our remorse,
But nothing in the universe works better
Then when we regain our soul from terror.
And when we have tried our utmost,
To live from fear for better or for worse.
Waiting to appease the flames to our pain,
Our tears momentarily wash away the stain.
Leaving God with reasons to give more rain,
And multiply the gracious blessings we gain.
Until the helpful chores, have been done,
With heart and soul, we love everyone
You haven't lived with progress this day,
Until you help those who can never repay?
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