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PAPA FRANCISCO NAMING MAHAL

Marso nung nakaraang taon ika'y ipinakilala
Hinirang ng mga Kardinal at iprinoklamang Bagong Santo Papa
Nagbunyi ang simbahang Katoliko, maging ang buong mundo
Natuwa, nagalak at naiyak ang lahat sa pagdating mo.

Bagong pag-asa ang hatid mo
Panibagong umaga matapos ang mahabang gabi ang aming susuungin
Bagong simula na aming haharapin
Panibagong pagkakataon para sa Simbahang Katoliko

Ika'y isang inspirasyon sa aming mga kabataan
Inyong kasimplehan lubos naming hinahangaan
Pagmamahal mo sa simbahan ay di matatawaran
Wala kang pinipili maging sa amin na makasalanan

Sa iyong nalalapit na pagdalaw sa aming bansa
Na naturingang pinakamalaking Kristiyano sa Asya
Muling uusbong ang umaapoy na pananampalataya
Sa bawat isa, bata man o matanda, may ngipin man o wala

Matapos ang mahabang delubyo
Lindol, baha at malalakas na bagyo
Alam naming muling sisikat ang araw
At kami'y muling ngingiti sa inyong pagdalaw

Aming munting hiling mahal naming Santo Papa
Na kami'y isali sa inyong dalangin at ang aming bansa
Sa lahat ng pagsubok nawa'y aming makakaya
At pagmamahal at kapayapaan maghari nawa

Muli, Salamat po sa dala nyong pag-asa,
Pagmamahal, kapayapaan at pananampalataya
Salamat sa Panginoong mapagpala
Ika'y binigay sa amin na napakalaking biyaya
Mainit na pagtanggap ay buong puso
PAPA FRANCISCO, MABUHAY PO KAYO!
 
Isang simpleng tula handog sa isang simpleng Santo Papa na nagdidiwang ng kanyang kaarawan ngayon at bibisita sa bansa sa susunod na taon. Hindi nya man ito mabasa, masaya na ako sa inspirasyong dulot niya sa aming mananampalataya. :-)
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