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Our Crowned King

The words of Christ,
Written in red,
We heard the story,
Of how Jesus bled.
 
Find the answer,
Take the oath,
He's altruistic,
To His Godly folk.
 
St. Francis' stigmata,
Did occur,
A simple man,
Who preached and was poor.
 
Get into a spirit of love,
Brothers and sisters,
It's the still small voice,
That always whispers.
 
Continue to pledge,
To laugh and sing,
The bold ambassador,
Is our crowned king.


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