To men, women who tell of God’s great Love,
And pray and sing fervently for His aid;
God gives great wealth and blessings from above;
And after death, their bodies aren't decayed;
Perhaps, this is one way how God does good;
And wins the hearts of sinners whom they bless;
So, contribute for God's cause, people should,
In anyway, whatever seems excess.
May be black-sheep exist in every fold;
God punishes if misused is His name;
So, Holy men must learn to love not Gold;
Nor life of luxury, name or fame.
Pray for the man of God for devils tempt;
And pray that God should him from hell exempt.
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