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GOD, GO SPEAK AND SPARK THE RULES.
God, the cure of all disease!
God, the cure for sicknesses!
God, the cure for foreign grips!
God, you author of the being.
God will spare the mind but loose!
God will char the cancer, too.
God will rush in candid truth,
All the curses of the law.
God will grind the hardened soon,
Open up the barren's gates,
Remove too, the blind one's veil,
Make the lame one but vibrate.
God will stop the sudden shoot;
God will catch the arrows too.
God will cure the oft-ached heart,
And the stroke; the very ruin.
God will cure the lunatic;
Sack the demons in his head,
Break the chains that bind their youth,
Neutralize his sorry look.
God will cut the Hangman's rope;
God who saw the steps they took
In the centre of the hood;
God who knows the very truth.
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GOD, GO SPEAK AND SPARK THE RULES.
GOD, GO SPEAK AND SPARK THE RULES.
