It’s a situation most bizarre If we forget who we are And think us someone else to be, As for long happened with me. This seems the case...

All this land is yours, you say, Because on some distant day God decided that He should Give it to your clan for good. For proof you say...

Where I’m from you want to know. I wish I could clearly tell you so. But the truth is, I have to say, That I can’t think of any way To...

This to us you long taught: That this life we have got Is for God to put us to test, And if we come out the best, We’ll gain a great...

Many thanks to you I say, Be blessed on your way. I must here express My deep thankfulness For your great help to me At a time for me...

You once longed to roam the world, With travel plans your mind swirled, And some of His Earth you got to see, But now not much more seems...

My own theology I will make. Yes, I’ll do that, for my sake. I won’t believe what you say. I’ll chart my very own way.   You insist that...

Is it that You allocate What’s to be our fate, Every small bit of it, Just as You deem fit: What we’ll do, think and say, What we’ll...

Billions came and then went Not long after their advent, On being made finally to die, Do you ever wonder why? Billions came and deeds...

We are on Earth to create The course of our own fate Based on the deeds we do: Of tongue, body, and mind, too.   These three sorts of...

Maybe all deeds are His to do, How and when as He wills to. If that’s so, then what’s for us? It’s watching it all with no fuss.   It’s...

To you I ask, “What am I to do On this day that’s come new?” “Do nothing at all,” you say, “It has always been this way,  That never ever...

I don’t quite suppose That I willingly chose To be thus confined To this body-mind And also to appear As a mortal mere On Earth, pale...

In this Your world where we now stay Troubles for sure will come our way. Sometimes, in pain we want to scream, But perhaps this world is...