Ahead of me God clears obstacles and threats
Smiting to pieces weapons primed to bring me shame
Preventing and cancelling all my debts and nets
Cast to bring disrepute to my name.
I fear nothing cos I live in God's shield
That isolates the bulwark of my work
From machinations and fascinations that yield
Evil God won't allow for my soul to irk.
God towers bigger and stronger than any king
Supplying every skill, knowledge, value and belief
My soul desires to carry my mission in God's ring
Where in his time God allows no grief, but plenty relief.
Can't ask for more than to praise my creator
Who formed me and my destiny
According to his will enabling me to become a narrator
Of his omnipotence and omniscience regardless of any mucky mutiny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem