When you love all that you do and are
You have reached the farthest star
When you see all the beauty in the world
You see all that was given through Grace
When the light of the candle shines all night long
And your voice is remembered far and long
All your paths and bends made plain
For you, my friend and I, are Sane
All your beams and rods made straight
We have passed through the narrow gate
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