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Go, my people, speak of my love,
Be a mirror of heaven to the nations,
On the paths you will have my radiance
And in pain my peace in the hearts!

Holy and missionary church,
Your paths I walked before,
United to heaven, and in solidarity,
More, always more, you will reap what I sowed!

In the desert without sources, be a comfort
And a sign of the hope that was born,
If from the father I am an eternal sacrament,
I made you my redeemer, oh my people!

Here all light may die,
But your dreams will always shine more,
You will see a new day dawn
In the sublime mystery of your god!