Samarithan

One day I saw a man
 Dressed in rags, with a staff in his hand
 Begging for a penny to survive
 How poor a man can be
 I gave him hospitality
 A room, a bed and lots of food to eat, oh-oh
 
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 Still I hear his last few words
 "I can never return what you've done
 But Heaven will remember and repay"
 50 years had gone since I saw him
 I was dying and I'd soon be dead
 Three angels stood in front of my bed, oh-oh
 The first one she said to me, "Don't be afraid
 I'll give you immortality, and grace for your soul"
 The second had eyes of gold, she gave me my wings
 The third gave all wisdom, and angel could give to me
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 One day I saw a man
 Dressed in rags, with a staff in his hand
 Begging for a penny to survive
 How poor a man can be
 I gave him hospitality
 A room, a bed and lots of food to eat, oh
 I joined with my destiny, eternally
 I knew I was born again, an angel to be
 A vision beyond my dreams, called me by name
 So in devotion, I spread my wings, to Heaven I'd came to stay, oh