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Created on: April 06, 2011
God save my kids
God save my wife
Grant my neighbor a job
And my brother his sight
Open my friends' hearts
To the truth of what's right
Help me open my ears
To the words of the wise
God save the children
From hunger and crime
And God save your servant
Keep me safe 'til the time
When you take me away
From this fine mess called my life
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