"But for you who revere my name, The sun of righteousness will rise With healing in its rays. And you will go out and frolic Like well-fed calves." And I said 'Yes, Lord -I enter into my servitude most humbly' Though in my free service I do wonder: It took me all these years to understand That He truly is the way, one and only... What of those who die early, And those without understanding? To have death in sin, One must yield to the truth... But in servitude: To remember to always give good guidance, To diplomatically point out the stumbling blocks And not to just wash our hands like Pontius Pilatus For verily: "The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, You did for me.’"
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