human
Oh, Hagar, don't ye know De Lord's on de sea? De wind blows, an' de sky is dark, An' de sea _cries like a little chile_, An' de boats will be blowed away; But de Lord is good, an' mornin' will come, An', oh, Hagar, sing hallelujah! Fur de Lord is in it all!
gpt
Hallelujah!