Lord help me to remember
and never to forget,
That you are the backbone
of my fishing net;
Lord you'r the net I speak of
and cast abroud each day;
To try to bring men back
in your loving ways
.
Without you I am lost
and cannot do a thing;
But with you'r love upon me
many souls I hope to bring
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem