God seems slow but all other ground
Is sinking sand,
The Lord is good, wise, and just;
Slowness must be the only way, the best.
I do not know my heart,
Unlike the Lord, I ain't smart.
Hope, delight, or despair,
Desiring or not, fair or unfair,
I will wait on God, my advocate;
All other ways are inadequate.
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I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Nice! How faith heals…