For our world never hears the sad plight of the poor
that with whispers aloud
is unheard and unseen
Their cries go unnoticed and their voices ignored
while we in our homes
stay content and unmoved
Our ears listen not, in their blockade of pleasure,
to their cries of lost help
that lingers into death
seduced in a bliss ignorant of all else
in starvation they die
with not hope of success
But our Lord always saves, always helps, always hears;
to the world he gave all
not withholding his love
On a cross did he die, to make the last the first,
the poorest the richest
those that were dead alive
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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