I will write on a shell, my hymn of praise for you
I will etch on bones of time, your love
I will carve on standing water, thy creation of beauty
I will mold your gifts of grace - in all hearts
Maybe. Just, maybe I will do that
My frail promises are for you -
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for being a Father to us
Blessed be God forever
Blessed be God, who never refuse us his kindness and love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem