Who is Lord of tranquillity?
Majesty, divine
King of impossibility
Who’s perfect love is mine
Is yours; when faith is in The Christ
Who died for you and me
Has Heaven’s Lamb, God sacrificed
By nailing to a tree
Or perhaps, you can’t envisage
A father acting as this
So his children in his image
Would not suffer, death’s cold kiss
Such is the love, God has for man
God’s grace He will bestow
Central to love’s eternal plan
Forever life to flow
But still so few have paid attention
Or sought to comprehend
It’s unacceptable to mention
Fearing to offend
Political correctness
To speak, so few are bold
Many shy from such directness
Believing what they’re told
So the truth is broadly censored
Life’s facts are lesser seen
Countless die who’ve not repented
As though Christ’s never been
Though never lived, nor ever died
Nor ever rose again
So those who eat what Satan’s lied
Will live this life, in vain.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem