G-od will lend His hand,
L-et not your teardrops fall;
E-leventh November morn
N-ever give up on your goal.
D-on't ever lose your hope, for the Lord will care for you;
A-llow your eyes to smile, and stay away from blue.
C-all on God's glorious name,
U-nderneath the wide sky;
A-llow your lips to say a prayer,
R-elieve the pain from cry.
E-ver merciful Father, we ought to understand;
S-ee the greatness of His love, God will lend His hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another beautiful and an inspiring write. God Bless you
Thanks, Seema.... Your comment uplifts my spirits...👍👍👍