In the day I see the sky; the watery leaves that drop by
The mornings fresh that in that day; I always wake up with a pray
My day won't start with out my God;I owe my life for He's my Dad
To Him my life I should submit; to Him I return and soon we'll meet
I gave thanks to my Savior Jesus; who died for me through the Cross
The bread I eat the blood I drink; Strengthens me what ever I think
I honor His Mother Blessed Mary; without her I will never merry
The sweetest Mother ever lived; She'll be a model to me indeed
I obtain grace through the sacrament; for this life we have is not permanent
I know that I am not perfect; That's why I need these perfect
The perfect I mean is the Holy Mass; through which my venial sins are smashed
I go to a priest to confess my sins; I felt unworthy I had terrible sins
The saints in heaven is to me they pray; I also pray to those who stay
Prayers to them can save their suffer; together we dine during supper
I am not afraid to speak on my faith; because my faith possesses the gate
To eternal life She leads me through; my Catholic faith is the only True.
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The mornings fresh that in that day; I always wake up with a pray
My day won't start with out my God;I owe my life for He's my Dad
To Him my life I should submit; to Him I return and soon we'll meet
I gave thanks to my Savior Jesus; who died for me through the Cross
The bread I eat the blood I drink; Strengthens me what ever I think
I honor His Mother Blessed Mary; without her I will never merry
The sweetest Mother ever lived; She'll be a model to me indeed
I obtain grace through the sacrament; for this life we have is not permanent
I know that I am not perfect; That's why I need these perfect
The perfect I mean is the Holy Mass; through which my venial sins are smashed
I go to a priest to confess my sins; I felt unworthy I had terrible sins
The saints in heaven is to me they pray; I also pray to those who stay
Prayers to them can save their suffer; together we dine during supper
I am not afraid to speak on my faith; because my faith possesses the gate
To eternal life She leads me through; my Catholic faith is the only True.
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