"Verily I say unto you,
Inasmuch as ye have done it
Unto the one of the least of these my brethren,
Ye have done it unto Me."
The Words of the Lord still ringing into my heart.
The pandemic did erupt from elsewhere,
And it's an evil act of Satan who disgraces God's Grace.
The balcony floaters shrouded with paper currency,
But the poor in rags drag themselves with their empty bowls,
And their empty bowels cry but unto the air,
Where none is there to hear their cry,
Yet there arose a Good Samaritan to soothe thy crying heart,
And thou art a Good Samaritan, who feed the needy and the poor.
Thou hast the heart which melts,
Thy care and concern for the modern Lazaruses hath reached the Heaven,
And thou art blessed and strengthened to serve the needy.
Thou shalt preach the Word of God in deeds more than words,
And it's time the modern Lazaruses heard the Word in thy deeds.
Thy act of benevolence unto the poor is true preaching of the Lord Jesus Christ.
The poor is fed and the Lord is happy,
And thou shalt be happy,
And thy family shalt be happy.
Heaven is seen in thy deeds done to the needy and for the Lord.
The Lord is with thee and the Lord shalt be glorified in thy deeds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem