On one side of my there is masked joy, the other there are cries
I want to open for the scared, but those in charge of me left me locked
I want to open wide
I need them to know that they need help
I feel terrible that I am stuck
I thought this was a church
Why am I locked then?
I should be left open
What does God think?
Does He know I want to be open?
It became quiet inside…

One without God is like a well without water,
Dry as a desert with little hope of rain.

A person without a redeemer is as empty as a sky without stars,
enveloping the night with darkness.

Those who have no faith, have no hope of life,
Full of days that continue with no end.

Toiling endlessly the world does not realize,
that without faith,
life is as empty as a year with no seasons.