Silas, is, as, sail!
However, the poor will never cease from the land;
Ease my mind with the truth!
Please, release me from the hands of the wicked and,
Let me be free!
Able to see the light of the truth.
Open wide your hands to the poor and help them!
Love and care,
Soft-hearted and generous,
Passion and compassion to all.
Love and art,
With the muse of the laws;
Teaching and caring,
Positiveness! !
With the muse of righteous morals,
According to righteous laws.
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