If the sky were to fall later,  
Crushing everything towards a falter,  
Where else could I seek shelter?  

If the earth were to split,  
Revealing what lies within it,  
Where else could I place my feet?  

Just like a human with their lifespan,  
Isn't the sky and earth the same?  

God, if all existence is leaning towards You,  
Protect me from the ruins,  
And guide me in every inch.  

God, for the bad pages I have written before,  
Please, do not take away the faith within my core.  
Repair me so I do not bleed anymore.  

And God, for the next page, please arrange it!  
Even though I am not yet able to see the light,  
And I do not know where I will land my feet,  

But, wherever it is, 
only in Your perfect love, 
I want to exist.