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∞ ∞ ∞ When joy turns bitter; I ran from dry land for something greener, Just now to find bread with no butter, Oh, my hope was quick to shatter. I can't take this anymore; I need it my way or even better, If I had been the author of life Wouldn't I have done any better? Hear oh traveller and be wise Hear the Words of life: "There is a land far from bitter, The land beyond is greater. Where does your Hope lie oh mortal? If faith means your strength and fame, Then ask Nebuchadnezzar The great king in his days Who in strength conquered lands And raised himself above all, Ask of him, the taste of grasses, The very meal he had with the herds. Oh, mortal listen and be wise; Look to him who is Christ In all His glory once denied- He counts it all joy to fulfil the Father's will, Even His will to die on the cross. Greater are the purposes of God for man, But, a faith built upon man, by man, in man, Is nothing but a house with no foundation Soon ready to shatter. Where does your Faith lie oh mortal? Come forth and plea your course, Come now and reason my plot." ∞ ∞ ∞
— Cotek