Although things change so fast in modern world,
And life runs risks like nev’r before,
The basic problems stay the same till old,
In hut or mansion door.
Unless a person keeps his morals all,
Life turns so meaningless, worthless;
With God, you cannot raise a sinful wall,
And keep your soul, precious.
The purity of soul matters;
All luxuries are transient;
God showers souls living waters,
If, we repent.
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