The Suffering
Little children in this world
bend to your little knee's
pray to God, pray real hard
and see what he see's
The suffering will soon be over
for you, little child
God will take you in his hands
His temper is but mild
He will take you far away
away from this cruel world
And you will be but an angel there
You will suffer no more
Pray little child, pray real hard
ask God to shooth your feet
ask him for an angel while you roam
along this long dark street
Pray little child, on your knee's
And God will hear your thirst
For he has mercy on children
Jesus was a child at first
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