God is my maker and yours
Who will never destroy what he created
The blessed God is great when his presence pours
God's spirit in me grows, he makes me feel so Appreciated
I rely implicitly onto his power
And confided holy in his goodness
He's also my strength and my tower
I Love him and won't stop worshiping his highness
I count the hours until his angel arrives
Which shall restore me to him
When I cried with tears of the spirit at that same moment i felt revived
On his side I am victorious and I am ready to win
I used to be wreckless and could've probably already been deceased
My awesome God I will do whatever you're pleased
Everyday you've brightened my day
Who else but you that can make a sinner's life okay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful thoughts Wolkine.