It seems to me the world about
Is filled with anger and with doubt,
Each day begins with a clean slate
As we move nearer to our fate.
I’m grateful every time I rise
For all the beauty of His skies
And all the wisdom that is free
To understand God’s charity.
I must believe He loves us all
The young, the old, the great, the small
And willingly accept that He
Is rooting for our victory !