There was a fire within the man
    Who raised the humble, cured the lame –
Who spoke of caring, helped the poor;
     Whose life was good; whose death was shame.

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There was a fire within the man
    Who comforted the ones who mourned;
Who fed the hungry, loved the poor,
    But who, himself, was sadly scorned.

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The fire burned brightly in the man
    Who blessed the people pure in heart;
Whose blessings poured on peacemakers;
    Who told us love we should impart.

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His fire still burns in humankind,
    With flickering flames releasing heat,
And from this fiery, dancing blaze,
    Injustice and contempt retreat.

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* Son of man:  (See: Daniel 7:13-14)

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