Restore Humanity

A soft voice cried,'O'Lord don't you hear Your faithful lambs sobbing in fear, There is dread as our ship has lost its sail In distress we drown in Adam's ale, Can you not hear my pleas O' father have you foresaken me?' As the voice broke off in sheer dismay The clouds in heaven began to sway, A thin white light shone through the sky Saying,'My babe I shall never let you die, Don't think that I desert thy prayer You shall not suffer a pare You're my beloved land of peace and verdure Your pains and sufferings will die for sure. The world needs to lose its idle profanity As you're my instrument to restore humanity!'