pray, Christian, pray, O that the fires of your hell
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might warm the dreams of the poor
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all is well, all is well
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nothing is well when the weak are held underneath
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slow your words, let 'em cease,
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careless chatter will not bring peace
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the kingdom of God is in our midst
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silently crouching, now it sits
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waiting for it's people to awake
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seek the wave before it breaks
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build, Christian, build, O if only the guns of defense
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that you store, discerned justice and secured
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all is well, all is well
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nothing is well when a child goes underneath
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bear your arms, but show some heart
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to subject and silence is not God's peace
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look, Christian, see, O that the masses in your church
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would rush into the line of fire
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all is well, all is well
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a conscious numbed, eased, killed
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golden pockets, pockets filled
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peace is not found, it's built on sacrafice
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Liberation
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