Like insect trapped in spider’s silky web,
Like drowning man, caught in the mighty seas,
My sufferings in life don’t seem to ebb;
I feel much robbed of health and my mind’s peace.
Like man slipping into a swampy mud,
Like deer that’s trapped within a lion’s den,
My life’s flower remains ever a bud!
But God blossoms it despite evil men.
Like lamb hunted by pack of devilish wolves,
Like man fallen when pushed into a well,
The world around me mocks, rebukes, revels,
Making my life on earth almost a hell!
But I don’t bother, God is beside me;
He rescues me in time safely, surely!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem