Two thousand years ago, the graves of the old ancestors who lived in rebellion outnumbered the graves of the righteous
As I live on this earth, behold, a vision of a sea,
lies dead bodies swam over,
in stingy and black water,
with flies buzzing...

What a waste.
Many souls are perishing just for lack of knowledge
They say they know about Jesus, and they heard of him,
But with lack of knowledge they are destroyed
They neither know him nor heard of him
Their hearts have been hardened to continue to be sons of disobedience
Their ways have been an abominable to God.

I peeped through out of a small broken corner of a window, yet the sea is filled up to the brim
With junk of all sorts, dead fish, waste disposal along with it ...