She woke on a warm morning
and did some simple chores
her life had not been easy
her youth and joy closed doors
Her people worshipped idols
her marriages were banned
her life with whom she lived now
was not what she had planned
With weary feet and footsteps
she headed for the well
where waters of survival
had for long ages dwelled
The well was dug by Jacob
a holy one of yore
that many people honored
and thriving water poured
She could not be expected
to know that from this day
her life would change forever
the living waters way
The words heard at the wellspring
the day when sin's weight fell
are hewn in stone forever
and millions now retell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spiritual story of being saved, lovely Liilia