The Call
Incurable maladies surround us all
heavy it is to bear ones or else's fall
why then interfere's distracting faith
the fact of now places impossible case
Miracles phenomena fades in blaze
Alas soul,
remains in thy kingdoms maze
urging to believe anew relief
put aside all sadness an grief
bethink of joy an pray for glory
never doubt nor worry
an be a part for evermore
in thy greatness an call
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