The starry skies bears me witness
That I roamed about with no place to lay;
lost in a world of pain and wickedness-
when He came around and picked me from the miry clay
With a smiling face
He planted a kiss on my lips;
A kiss of love that left me daze
with no choice than to move my feet in praise
The starry skies bears me witness
That I've got no choice than to ever be his lover
for along with him, He brought joy and hapiness
and His love endures forever.
Well written with very simple poetic complexity. Well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He must have done much for you but i guess not as much as He did for me. anyways, truth is He is such a loving God and i have also decided to be His lover. good one.