Light of the world
The light of the world is in my hands,
for I open the bible which is so grand.
It is the foundation for all of life,
for it helps me whenever I'm in strife.
It empowers me when I'm glad,
and can even help a fellow comrade.
Its words are as soothing as a jazz band,
for the light of the world is truly in my hands.
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