"I am Your God who dwells in light
Nothing escapes my perfect sight
I am The Truth, The Life, The way
I hear your thoughts and all you say
Little I care for house or car
Fine clothes to wear my thoughts are far
Over the hills and to the west
Sits a lonely man who beats his chest
Huddled in rags he knelt so cold
He spoke to me with words so bold
"Give thought dear God my children small"
As winter snow began to fall
No thought of self his face as flint
Though blue with cold he gave no hint
He felt his prayer had found my ear
When to his heart I sent a cheer
His children warm in bed they lie
No thought of dad they hear no cry
They live so close so warm and snug
Before each hearth a sheepskin rug
With peaceful thoughts now plans they share
A larger house more clothes to wear
One decides to need a car
No thought of dad who lives not far
Though cold and damp are in his walls
Through tearful eyes yet still he calls
"I know my God You're always there
My children Lord please give a care"
I heard his cry I gave a care
He sits now warm his children share
A spacious house a brand new car
For this man's sake my thoughts weren't far"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a lovley poem