I was a drunk, and I could not see,
that if I did not quit,
it would be the death of me.
I could not see all the grief and shame,
it was bringing to my family,
and I was to blame.
If I had died in such disarray,
the old devil would have had me right away.
Then one day God made me see,
all the things that was about to happen to me.
Then I humbly got down on my knees,
I said God (with a feeble plea) ,
I want to surrender my life to thee.
God had mercy upon me,
He forgave me of all my evil deeds,
now I have great peace inside of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was to blame. But, i can change. Nice work.