swing all your hearts with the perfume
take all your cymbals and sing for joy
for the Lord thy God bless you forever
any time anywhere in the paradise
of the living
pour all your tears, the Lord thy God
wipe your darkness night, and shower His
blessing even before you are born, know
that the Lord thy God is a God that takes
all your sorrows
bring your foe and enemy and surrender
to the Lord thy God, when you are in
trouble, the Lord thy God leads you to
a place where your tears humble to the
greatness of the Lord
here is the flower to ease your burden
and here is your strength to give thanks
to Jesus the flower of the heaven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
flowers the word itself freshens your mind....