Today, the world is in worry.
A virus kills everybody.
A large counts of deads, they burry
Which brings us tremendous weary.

Do not fear this deadly disease.
Word of God is fixed and changeless.
People will not end in sickness
But only when Jesus comes next.

In Moses time, pest existed.
Many died and in pain suffered.
God's promise to us is sacred,
They who trust Him never be killed.

In the core of bullets and bombs,
Desmond Doss lived bringing no gun,
Faith in God was only his charm;
Desiring to save lives at once.

Our enemy is not in sight,
A greedy beast that eats right;
However, he will run in fright
If God's hand seen in our side.

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