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All things will happen, pre-destined by God;
We earthlings have to do as per His word;
We are just naught without the mighty Lord;
We are His flock; He is our Good Shepherd.
Nothing is done by human will or pow'r;
But free, we are to choose the path we tread;
All good and bad have God-preset an hour;
Meanwhile, we must not be ever misled.
A few men care about the other’s souls;
Most spend a life, selfishly and with pride;
If God helps us, we can pursue more goals,
And serve our brethren; yet in God abide.
Let’s not worry about the next morrow;
Life is a blend of joy less, more sorrow.
Dr John Celes
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