E-verything is God-made,
M-an, sea, sky so blue;
I-t's the Great Creation,
L-et the truth prove to
Y-ou.
O-n the fourth morn of June,
L-oving Lord lets the day dawn;
G-lowing beacon Sunday
I-s above the horizon.
N-ow that you realize the roles that all have played;
A-lmighty God is the Creator, everything is God-made.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem