He gave you His finger
For He is a good God
But you didn't acknowledge Him?
Have you not heard?
When you forget your source
You dry up
He gave you His hands
You wallowed in pride
You worshiped other gods
Fellowship became optional
But from the beginning
It was not so...
You forgot what brought you to prominence
The ovation was high
Then you compromised
What is hidden under heaven?
I laugh at you in Chinese
For you already chose your path
He lifted you up
Made you a phenomenon
The cynosure of all eyes
But you didn't give Him His place
You'll soon be displaced and replaced
Listen to me, God has alternatives
Return fully to Him now
Do it gradually till you graduate
Like the prodigal son
He will receive you again
And one second to your shame
The God of all flesh will show up
Now that you know why
The sky is just but a springboard
Not even your starting point
The world awaits your manifestation
Go forth and do exploits!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem