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May You be praised, God our Lord,
Our Father forevermore;
As we remain in one accord,
The one that I love and adore.
Greatness and power are Yours,
Along with glory and splendor;
By creating all that assures,
You are never a pretender.
For everything in Heaven,
As well as on the planet earth;
Belongs to You but been given,
Onto us upon our birth.
But the Kingdom is Yours O Lord,
And You are the head of all things;
So You will be loved and adored,
For the goodness that Heaven brings.
Riches and honor what You face,
While nothingness is in the back;
You rule all of which You embrace,
For there is nothing that You lack.
You hold the power and the strength,
Making anyone great and strong;
They endure pain at any length,
So agony does not prolong.
God our Father, we thank You,
As we praise Your wonderful name;
Remembering You all that we do,
With reaching out as we proclaim.
But who am I where I sojourn,
And who are really my people;
Maybe here is where I was born,
In a strange school as a pupil.
You have enabled us to give,
Generosity comes from You;
Strangers in this place where we live,
Thoughts about You that will construe.
We are nomads constantly roam,
Foreigners waiting for the day;
When You finally call us home,
And that no longer will we stray.
Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer
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