B-rave and faithful servant
I-s fighting against the lies;
E-arly June twenty-seventh,
N-o fear is found in his eyes.
M-oving on toward the crown,
A-ll he upholds is God's truth;
C-limbing up every ladder,
A-s he wants the labor's fruit.
L-ove, faith, and hope
I-ntensify his being valiant;
N-othing can twist the mind
O-f the faithful servant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem