'A sinner asked a pious man, ‘Have you met your God? '
‘Yes, ' he replied, ‘In hearts, He's found, a path we trod.'
‘Not in main, ' the sinner whispered.
You've missed the key part: You've never sought Him in your heart, ' a truth to impart.'
The sinner asked, 'Would God embrace a wretch like me? '
The pious man smiled and said, 'Listen closely, you see,
When a pious person calls, God's presence is near,
But when a sinner calls, God's response is clear.
'I am here, I am here, I am here, ' He will say,
Showing His compassion, guiding you on your way.
No matter your past, seek Him with a sincere plea,
Your eyes will become a river of tears
Once you fear, love and care
No one but only God, said the pious man '
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