You can come for the works of my hand and,
I will lay the table of my love for you;
But i am now under the pressure of these people,
And i want you to release me with your love.
Let me speak to you for you to answer me,
For the bodies of the righteous dead will be completely restored!
And your love to me will be like a warm garment covering me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem