Everything shell pass but love
Which is never enough.
Son just return after the long journey -
To his heavenly Father’s harmony.
off the earthly woe and sufferings,
off the our earthly grief gathering.
His life was a flame to serve Jesus Christ,
His Name to hail, His Truth to prise.
By his own words and deed reflecting the WAY,
To those who was lost or in dismay.
How can we survive without him
In the darkness that crawls over the rim
What is the Life? Where is the breath?
How should we pray to impress?
This light transforming God’s Grace
Shine high into space
To warm the souls and faces
To comfort and support our(even) tiny passes.