L-ord God who loves you
O-pens your eyes after slumber;
V-ile weather turns fine,
E-arly third of October.
L-ord God who loves you lets the new dawn break;
Y-our heart is bathed with warmth, chill has no chance to take.
A-lmighty Father in heaven
N-egates the storm anew;
D-on't let your mind forget
O-ne God who loves
Y-ou.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem