Here’s me deep in bubbles and fragrant essential oils of cleansing flair
Similarly to the Name of the Lord, God Almighty, from His Word here
I don’t want to live with decaying dirt but be rinsed white and clean
Forgiveness, of Creator God, clears the slate and gives life a new ring
People find it hard to forgive and forget; just to let go, and let God…
And yet, it’s really quite easy when trusting Him and His Bible-rod
Even though, I am like a hippopotamus and can easily stir up dirt
Bigger than life is what my life’s been like; still I’m no flirt
I pursue Peace, and the Righteousness of God, and long to help the poor
I don’t see me any more special than anyone; but it’s God that I adore
The next time you begin to bathe, you should take time to let-it all go…
I don’t know what all the fuss’s about, in trusting God to grow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem