Sing over my heart,

Oh, messengers of the presence

That I do not sing the songs of the dead and

stagger into oblivion

He will judge me with His strength

The Lord God will keep the pilgrims hopes alive

Till i reach home;

Where a million kisses awaits

My burdened soul


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