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1

Father of the fatherless,
Friend of the poor,
Husband for the widow,
Open hopes' door.

2

Thou hast heard us pray
In days gone by;
Hear us now Father;
Heed Thou our cry.

3

Thou art Almighty,
We know Thou art God,
All men are thy children,
Their Mother the sod.

4

Thou didst lead Israel
From Egypt's dark land,
Lead us O Father;
Grant us thy hand.

5

Make America safe for Democracy,
Safe for black as well as other men;
Hear us O Father,
We beg thee — Amen.
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