The future is glorious, no celebration in hell. Life
keep discussing death but God does not play dice
with the world. Divine bliss falling on pure soul
while unfortunate sinners partake in the feast.
Searching for a light in a cave of darkness, no
switching of hands; God is supreme in all ways. By now reality is living in the jungle and truth is part of purity.
Loving God is great step to be taking, hope
everyday is a sabbath. Take no credit for wealth,
always remember God mercy over your life.
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