In the name of the most kind,
Lord of mankind,
Whose creation has no match,
Without any where left to patch,
I will do all I can,
even though am just a man,
To send him all my praise,
For the rest of my days,
He is the one, the most supreme,
Beyond anyone can dream,
He is the one we must worship,
And of him we must think very deep,
I pray to him to bless me,
So from fire I would be free,
That to heaven i may go,
But what I reap I must sow,
I pray I deserve that heaven,
Especially the one numbered seven,
So help me Lord,
For you are my God.
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