FADIL`S FIRST EPISTLE TO THE WORLDIANS

A voice of reason to all brethren of world
Exactly you witness now, future seeing more
For what may profit us
If all ignore voice of He maker
And resort to voice belonging to mere man
I warn thee not from perfection
Not as messenger
But as to all know


I say to all, to be ignorant of the word is hell
And thinking of no judgment as a day to come
Is escaping the mercies of God
For i tell you
Whoever discredits the word
Has called Him a liar
And would never be His


I say to all married couples
Treat your partner as a treasure
For whoever cruel the partner, has displeased God
And whoever allows tears from the partner
Is like causing a lake dry up
So to yourself, imagine such outcome
For it will benefit a man more, who causes his wife smiles
Than a man who churches for a month
Marriage is an institution very dear to His heart
So to all, see it as such.

Now to all false preachers
I say to all, see them as devil
For they are equal to that
I say to them, their comfort is hell
And their pleasure will be everlasting pain

So worldians
Use the word for deep reasoning
Digest the word for good judgment
And see falsehood in whoever portrays it
For you will not escape hell if you are unable
So open thy eyes and follow right


Tell me dear brethren
Has God not given us weapons over the devil?
Has He not given us power over evil?
But you seem helpless
For you have lost faith
For i tell you a man without faith has no place in heaven
And have no victory on earth
And he who prays in faith
Has called for the blessings of God upon himself


Treat all classes equal
Do to poor as you will do to the rich
To the rich have mercy upon the poor
As the lord may give you mercy
For i tell you whoever does this, has fulfilled the law
Whoever gives money to the rich
Has done no good and will not please God
But whoever loves the poor and helps them
Has already found a place in heaven


Why do you cheat in trade?
As no one sees you, so the lord sees you
You step on the shoulders of the poor to go high
But i tell thee, you are invoking the wrath of God
Don't jubilate here, for you will burn hereafter
Place first fairness in your trade
The little you may earn, is what you deserve
It’s the Lord who gives in abundance
So sell to all as required by fairness
For whoever thus cheat and rip off
Is equal to a killer



And to those who seek the flesh
Tell me, has he not given you a choice?
A choice of one per one
Put a halt and repent your sins
Or smile in hell
Your supplication will never get to him
Your cries will never be heard
And your pains will be so intense
For lust on earth
Will make you last in hell