I am waiting.
Take care of my sheep,take care of my people,
stay away from the weak,
stray away from all evil.
Come, fall in my arms,
lay upon me thy troubles.
Come, learn of me child
and forget all thy struggles.
I am life's author,
yet, I am humble and meek,
I have plenty to drink and
I have plenty to eat.
All this I do have
and my life I did give,
but you must come and accept
to eternally live.
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