Against all that is evil in the world and those that propagate it...
In the face of all injustice and the many who execute it...
Against the disease of war and the sickness of division that plagues the nations...
To the weary, the sick, the weak, those without hope and all who suffer unjustly...
I would stand firmly on the highest peak and speak one word...
I would not shout it in defiant rage...
I would not speak it in hidden glee of vindication...
I would whisper it firmly in the solemn and resolute conviction
of undeterrable peace and knowing hope...
And in all of the tumult and chaos of man...
Ears that hear would hear it and would be reminded to take courage...
Maranatha...
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