My early labors
With great tears and sweat
Plow and plant
Do not forget their blood shed!
My faithful servants
Bear much storms and suntan
Persevere and withstand
Do not count their lives in vain!
My last day army
Greatest victory is at hand
March forward
Do not forsake souls to save!
Rise up My beloved!
Accelerate toward Me
For you are chosen
For such mission!
Closer, My Love!
Union with Me
For much to harvest
In this season!
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