Mistakes will be like a flame.
Everyone shares in the shame.
Hope in our Lord is all we've got.
Our sins (you see) He has forgot.
Pray to have renewed strength.
We will all need it to go the length.
When our wings are clipped and
we fly no more,
take the hand of God
in joy - for He will bring us to a
brand new shore!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem