Some are humble, some are bold
Some are young, some are old
Some are healthy, some half-dead
Never ever look ahead
Some have plenty, others none
Some are bright, some are dumb
Some just laugh, and others cry
Live and never reason why
Some are heartless, some are kind
Some just loaf, others grind
Some are bored, and some have fun
Ignoring “zero” minus one
Has Christian love grown so cold
Like hidden lamps and salt that’s old
Is Christian faith such a lie
That we who know would let them die
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