You watch them cry, Suffer and die. They leave sheer poverty. Hunger overcomes the progeny’s mind. Working day and night, They lore equanimity. Streets are swarmed with beggars, And revenging wolves....
He is here I believe in Him, And cherish holding Him dear Life is a mystery without Him; I shudder to think of a life without Him. He helps me face the perils of life, Get over with the terror of deat...
