Sun, a flaming ball in the sky Waterlogged lands have long gone dry The soil of the land turned crusty Oh God, on us, have some mercy! Scorched in the fury of the sun, Are hot humid days, with no fun In sultry heat, men go crazy Oh God, on us, have some mercy! Just as water saves lives on land Your grace is needed for our mind Don’t leave our souls dry and hazy Oh God, on us, have some mercy! Sun, a flaming ball in the sky Oh God, on us, have some mercy!
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