Perhaps, God wants to test my loyalty;
The kind of faith I have in my Maker:
By causing suff’rings, tests my fealty,
If I’m a providential test-taker.
And these are all my days of acid-test!
The reckoning of my love for my one God,
’Fore He becomes my soul’s permanent Guest!
His ways are mysterious, unique and odd.
But why should I have fear or doubt in Him?
For He’s the Almighty, my Friend and Guide;
He’s my Light! How can my way grow dim?
Let me in Him wholly, blindly abide.
And yet, I plead my God to give me grace,
To reinforce my faith and my soul’s base.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem