I went with unclean hands,
To make a decision of my life,
Whether at this moment I will receive Christ
Or be condemned for rest of my eternal life.
O Lord, listen to your son,
I am not perfect and I have sinned,
Will you my saviour clean and accept me?
Your son who have surrendered to your will.
Oh! My son, how much I wanted you,
To come back to accept you,
How happy I am at this moment!
Oh! My son, at this moment your sins are forgiven.
Son be careful but do not be afraid,
I have marked you with promised holy spirit,
Be obedient and responsive therefore,
To live your life with bearing the fruits,
You have to carry the cross every moment,
And to live as I directs you to complete my work in you,
When you have endured hardships and lived so well to my will,
Don't worry I will come soon to give you the promised crown of eternal life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O Lord, listen to your son, I am not perfect and I have sinned....humble expression!