Initial days of Covid 19
Death is the last enemy that God fought on the cross
His creation for mankind was immortal
Oh, one deception hampered God’s created world
Death is inevitable, but certain for all born human beings
Sad to see such days like Job’s faith tested by the tragic news that comes one after another
These are the days that terrify the world with the sad stories
No bed, no oxygen, no hospitals, no dear ones around, no decent burials
Son arranges an oxygen cylinder, and cops take it away; the child’s mother dies after two hours
A senior citizen dies by donating his bed to a young family man, and dies after two days
Systems and Government failed miserably in handling the virus, and Oh God, restore us,
Oh God, where the world is heading, dead bodies are on the streets, in the hospital too
Such a cursed time we watch fear and painful stories
Refreshed by your word that man’s life is just a water bubble
Who can heal the wounded world and stop the death angel? Hear our prayers we repent
Heal the land, we turn from our wicked ways, Be our saviour and a living God;
Love of God has the power to redeem us and keep us, and His arms are wide open to save
God’s love doesn’t care about our mistakes
Iniquities take us far from God
Satan tries to interrupt your journey
Be in God’s hands, human love changes
A series of storms can pass by you
You are safe under the shadow of the almighty
The Lord is your keeper
Do not run away from God….
Be in God’s hand
Copyright © Leena Kumari | Year Posted 2025
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