People of God, look up and say:
"Why am I here? What's my job? What's my goal?
You are from God, not only clay;
You are a person with body and soul.
If pride you'd have, God you'd forget,
when you do strive to be great, aim too high.
Greatness will fade, you'll soon regret,
sooner or later you're going to cry.
You may be blind, begging all day.
Mission each one has a job to be done.
You are a man, get up and pray.
Do you not know, you're part of God's plan?
Famine and war, sickness and death,
suffer we all, every person on earth.
Keep this in mind, Christ is with us!
He is the Healer, the Victor, the Lord.
You are never forsaken
like the sparrows all over the sky.
You may be badly bedridden,
yet trust and you'll never die.