He is God.
He's worthy of praise.
For his Grace.
Yet, my Lord.
He picked me from the void,
Placed me on top
Of the threatening world.
And offered himself to me as a top-
I put him on,
He give me fun.
He has placed me up,
His name is 'JESUS'.
Now I mount on his horse.
Now I drink from his cup.
He's Lord YHWH
He made for me a thriving way.
But what will i say.
Than to keep giving him praise.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem