Trapped in the memories of my past.
The visuals of my past I see always;
Making me feel horrible;
Escaping seemed impossible.
Then a man I encountered,
Peace and love he showed.
Omnipotent he looked like
Unworthy I was yet he spoke me out of my past.
He is the infinite wisdom and intelligence;
The eradicator of misery.
Eternal Redeemer he said he is.
Yes he told me:
Accepting him makes me a new creature,
My past is gone and forgiven,
Prosperity and joy shall be my path,
In the valley of evildoers,
He is my shield and protector,
Jesus is his name,
The mighty one;
The servant leader;
On the cross he died
Bringing upon me grace.
This cancels the curse of karma;
Washing all my sins with his blood.
Receiving blessings I do not deserve.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA –KOMLA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem