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My child, before the #Icon's gaze,

A world we build, in righteous ways.

The poor, the weak, Christ bids us see,

His image there, eternally.

To ease their pain, to share our bread,

A holy task, divinely led.

For in their tears, His face we find,

A wounded heart, for all mankind.

The #Liturgy sung, a call to rise,

Above the self, to Paradise.

To fight injustice, hand in hand,

And build His #Kingdom in this land.

So open eyes, and lend your ear,

To cries of need, both far and near.

Let mercy bloom, a sacred art,

And love reside within your heart.

#Fatherhood #Faith

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