Why We Despaired

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What hope if there is no dope! Dope due to our greedy lusty deeds Hopes with the darkness elope Prayers of the Lord fringed with reeds Felt amid yields, a useless weed Rooted out by careful hand A fearful jacket we wore, the tweed We play our own tune, He has the band Confession shouldn’t be in translation Neither with full of commotion Nor for self consolation If you demand from the unseen king Who sat in crystal ring Felt everywhere Demand more, More for this world More for your neighbor More for your village More for your town More for your country In each demand You will be fulfilling your demand Peace to the world is peace to the self Hope for the better prospect of the world No one will be in despaired, If try to put hope in the heart of hopeless, Seek refuse in the in the kingdom of Lord Lord has many name, one is hope He loves those who love His Creation Learn to love, Love to self; with hope Hope in heart, hope to change Have wide range: -h o p e

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