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Here he lies before me, |
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My friend for many years, |
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He saved me from the water, |
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Now I'm drowning in my tears; |
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Grief is but a poor word for everything |
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I feel,There can be no greater love; |
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He was there to guide me through the follies of my age, |
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Always there beside me, everything forgave; |
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Held me as a father, showing me the way, |
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There can be no greater love; |
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No fear did he have before the storm, |
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The fate of others was his only thought, |
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And though it was the way to certain darkness, |
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To save my life he gave his own; |
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For my life he gave his own, |
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And these words are writ in stone, where he lies;"Greater love hath no man than this,that a man lay down his life for his friend;""Greater love hath no man than this,that a man lay down his life for his friend;""Greater love hath no man than this,that a man lay down his life for his friend." |