I look up to you God for your devine mercies. The worold can at times betray me. Family can give up on me. Society might disown me. I might I look up to you God for your divine mercies.
The world can at times betray me.
Family can give up on me.
Society might disown me.
I might even be a bank where people cast their insults on.
My plans may not be according to your wants.
I might at times become weak and almost doubt your existence. But the Holly spirit living in me reminds me that even when Christ is four days late, he is still on time. never late and never too early but he is on time. You simply tell me to look up to you and give allegiance and all things come to those who believe in him. He is on time. That is why I am holding my hands together and giving glory to him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem