People of the world, you have risen to a height of no return.

You have lost the vision of God, lost the thought of the divine You choose to be different, but different from whom?

People of the world, you worked hard and slogged hard, but to whose avail? It is money made today, gone tomorrow. It is money earned, but not seen. So, why worry about tomorrow, you thought. Wrong! Wrong! It is all wrong! But who cares?

`I care!, declares the Lord, the Lord God Almighty. Who was, and is, and is to come. Come back to me and rest your weariness on me. I will give you rest. I will take away your worries. I will not forsake you nor abandon you. Just trust me and believe in my divinity. My spirit will guide you to all truths and then you will know that I am God, your Abba Father.

My lovely is no more with me. My loneliness kills me. Who understands me? My body aches with pain. From the very hair of my head to the very tip of my toes, I ache. Who knows the very thought of mine? No one except you Lord. Who cares for my pain? No one except you Lord.

So will I exalt my Lord from now onwards. Let my soul and spirit rest in Him. And, let my body be healed by Him. Praise to my Lord! Praise to my Lord Almighty!