Walking along the lonely, dreary road; Alien from the path you once trod; Leaving behind the good guide; Lured away to the dark side. ~ Knowing not where the road leads; Ignorant of the sign that reads- “Destination Hell” for souls For whom the Bell tolls. ~ All the while the adversary smiles, As you cover the cursed miles. Till you discover it’s too late To escape your ugly fate. ~ But God does keep watch and cry Over your soul that’s gone dry. For His mercy angels plead- Seeking for Grace to lead. ~ Saints too, make their plea & pray, For you to find back your way Into the path o’ truth & light- To dying soul’s delight! ~ Tear-filled prayers move the Lord, And in His grace and His Word, He stretches forth His Hand Ere you turn the final bend. ~ Halted from your Journey to Hell, You’d return with a Story to tell, If only you’d give your hand To God o’ beginning & end. ~ His love ends & vexes evil plans Puts to nought dark designs He is, for spirit grooming, God of new beginnings!
A. Anato Swu Satakha town, Zunheboto