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I am God's child,

I am standing waiting,

I am the sunshine in the morn.

I am your mother: do not neglect me!

I ask you, God, to speak to me

I can on God

I listened for the Word of God

I will listen to you, Lord,

I wish you the blessing

I'm sure, my God, you weep to see

In Flanders fields the poppies blow,

In freely acting love, my God,

In night's deep silence,

In solitude, in solitude,

In the days of dust and ashes,

In the quiet of this day,

In what strange land shall I sing Your song,

It is right, it is good that we give God thanks,

It is time! Let the white poppies bloom

I’m sure you must be sad

I’m sure you must be sad