Why, the will, will get it done,

To do the work, of Father, Son.

Why the will of faith to be,

To do the best and still be free.

When the will, will whisper here,

Then listen closly, never fear.

When the will, of hope is pure,

Then look above, and you'll be sure.

What the will, will be, will be,

Is two signs of , infinity.

What the will of Love will see,

Is itself, perfectly.