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Corona

Shear troubles make us realize What‘s the real life's worth O, dear Lord please! Have mercy on the earth. We know mortality of souls Yes we are mortals but We pray thee, thy Beneficence Life's door over us not shut. Every soul to depart to Heavens We are too to die, this or that day Want to live fully with your blessing Not uncured, hopeless in dismay Remove the dark pall over the world Let's bless with your kindness, Lord We know all with our certain faith In your hands is our breath's chord.

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