Just think about going to church,
And my body starts to become heavy.
My heart starts discouraging,
There is no strength for walking.
I do not need to go to that place,
Right here, I can pray.
I do even not need to leave here,
One word, I can hear.
God understands my way,
I talk about Him every day.
At any moment, I cannot forget,
Even being just for habit,
The name of God, I will say.
It is not good to live so sloppily,
Then, there is space for sin.
We must strive for the Lord,
There is a long, He gave us his love.
Christ died for all of us,
Jesus suffered on the cross.
He spared no effort to save us,
We must always give thanks and praise.
This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume III.
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