All hearts that mourn and grief
What is it that troubles thee?
Who has stolen away your peace?
God hasn't granted your wish?
Relax let your heart be at ease
Your sad song and midnight dirge
Indeed the Lord has heard
So jump on your feet and be glad
Wipe off those tears in your eyes
Do not allow your BP to rise
Despite how tough the trial may become
Believe me when I said you will surely overcome
All hearts that mourn and grief
Could It be for loss of wealth or the one you love so deep
Do not allow worry or overthinking reap your heart
For God has preserved for you some special pack
Always call on Him when down and oppressed
Do not be tired to fast
When you've got no tea and bread
Go down on your kneels and pray
Tomorrow may be your lucky day
No condition is permanent many would say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem