Oh give me Providence
Light Providence light
Light providence
As light as the gentle breeze
And when the time comes to be judged
Oh! Take into account
My contribution to the good causes
And for all the travel, The corrupt-rewards
The hard drugs, The women from all over
I'm tired On my speech powder
All the indulgence, My betrayal of the language of heaven
The public swearing, The obscene pictures
My blasphemy before the cross
The self-pity, The beer and the miri
My vain-boasting
While roasting in the hot countries
And when the interview comes, I beg for access
Through the lidiart of the heavens To the riches on the other side
And come into consideration, Despite my sins
All my virtues, Which count on one hand
But whatever your opinion, I beg for
A gentle providence , Light providence
Light providence As light as a wren's feather

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