God is great, God is great, isn't it?
But friend, is it a new thing that you are saying
And I am hearing it for the first time,
Say you,
When was He not great,
When will He be not?
Do not put the useless things before me
And call you God during your trouble,
God too is clever,
He will not turn up.
Had the comforts and constructions been not,
How would you have?
Modern discoveries and inventions are not of God,
But by man,
Think you.
You appear to be God-fearing, religious and godly,
But religious blindness will not benefit mankind.
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