Christ weeps for those guys,
Who lose their lives in the skies;
Or on the hot burning sand,
Of that far Eastern land.
It was not his plan I believe,
That families would grieve;
For their children at war,
On that far distant shore.
His plan was for peace,
In the far middle east;
May peace reign evermore,
Made by love, not by war.
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