More snow falling down.
I can accept more, as I can take more.
Though I have swore, I can't handle more.
Through trials Christ has endured.
May His Joy remain in thee.
In love and obedience, shall we remain in He.
And more snow shall come down.
And I shall not make a sound.
Hear a whisper.
Let love joy and peace abound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem