Hey Lord

(2327)  Corabalira pare

Quicksands, they bring down;
So a house, why keep building?
Did You not look closely?
Greatly it's been shaking.

Throughout many ages You have been constructing;
So much blood and labor You are lavishing...
Imagining, satisfaction You've received
Around something transitory.

On erosion, the bank of a river will break;
Ere that too, an avalanche quicksand will make.
Paint that's just imaginary, it will fade away;
What will stay is everlasting.

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