I’d be but a voice
That I may sing the songs
That wing the souls of men
So that they rise from wrongs.
I’d be but a voice
To prophesy and warn
That men may shun the dark
And hearing, seek the morn.
I’d be but a voice
Repeating once again
The words of power and love
That greed and hurt restrain.
I’d be but a voice
Impersonal and just,
That those who doubt may hear,
And hearing, see and trust
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