Oh God from heaven, look in there and let yourself be warmed by it.
How few are the saints of yours.
Abandoned are we poor.
Your word cannot be denied.
The faith is even lost among all human children.
They teach what is right and what is wrong.
What finds a joke
is not the heart of one's mind.
Founded in God's word, he chooses this, the other that.
They separate us all and glide beautifully from the outside.
God's will we give to all.
The false one seems to teach us
what is right and what is wrong.
The false one seems to teach us what is right and what is wrong.
That's why God says, I have to get up.
The poor are disturbed.
Their wheezing rushes to me.
I have heard their complaint.
My healing word shall be on the plan.
Comforted and fresh they attack and show the power of the poor.
The silver through the fire seven times
is found in God's word.
From God's word one shall wait the same every hour.
It shall be protected by the cross.
God's will we give to all.
The beginning was and is now, that he may help us to keep his word pure,
to be steadfast in the right faith until the end.
Amen.