For you begin, where you end.
There's a new way, round the bend.
An angel, the Lord did send.
So you, to His abode could ascend.
To him, your hand you lend.
The little dents you made, He will mend.
Your sorrows and tears, will now end.
Enough, for yourself you did fend.
An angel, the Lord did send.
So you, to His abode could ascend.

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