When you are in sorrow
And drowned in deep pain
Look at the cross, healing is there
When you are confused
And careening nowhere
Look at the cross, comfort is there
When you succumb to depression
And the medicine seems not working
Look at the cross, and loneliness seems easy to bear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really beautiful poem, like it.