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Heal Our Land

Heal our land On this busy lane our works do melt Yet life in nature non could query Fighting it from birth Till in grave of less worry Our hope is laid On the teachings so given to the heart Build our hope and let us glory in the lord For all works are in vain on the mother earth How pleasant is it being in heaven? Than the waste we're in this land Has history not repeat itself in our haven? Forsaking God in the choice of whom to lead Our choices are daily base on our glutton Setting aside the future that's laid before us That in ignorance do press a forbidden button Making us aliens in our house Yet celebration galore In a self made failure Oh our land is sick In pain the saviour we seek Joy from the inner mind is key Not one from taooma and macaroni This in a minute can make one pee But only leverage on our money Heal our land please Please, please heal us all The pain is much And groaning is bigger than a mall. ©?olorunleke olorode

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