Some fail as yet to understand
Some can’t believe God’s Son
Some question God’s almighty hand
Still blind to all He’s done
They’re rich they’re poor, they’re young they’re old
Some near and some afar
All ignorant to whom they’re sold
To why on earth they are
No two in truth is quite the same
Each woman’s child unique
Content, they play the devil’s game
Too lost the truth to seek
For this they’ll seek for that they’ll search
Though nothing seems to please
Yet by God’s grace and in some church
Its found on bended knees
Whose heart gives praise to Christ as King
Who worship Christ as Lord
Who to His name would glory bring
Will flee God’s vengeful sword
Will flee the grave and coming wrath
Will flee the flames of hell
Will find to life Redemption’s Path
Will find Salvation’s Well
Who in this life make Christ their choice
Who drink The Morning Dew
Who hear The Shepherd’s guiding voice
Receive His birth anew
Who answers now to Jesus’ call
Who at their post remain
Who stand when all about them fall
Will live to live again…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem