Good comes out of the evil,
Day comes after the night.
He does always right,
Believe in His working style.
The clouds may be dark -heavy,
But only they can bring the rain.
How will all get the Moon?
A lamp is enough to light the home.
When faith is bright, doubts loose luster,
When wisdom grows, the tears shall cease.
If you are close to the Creator,
Your present is better, bright is future.
The men are willing sinners, but subject to a pardon,
Believe me, forgiveness is a virtue divine.
When a path closes for you,
The other is always there, beforehand.
Is there a life beyond death?
Is there a path across the sky?
When you hear a small voice within,
Its purity of soul, faith in yourself
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