My name means sweet
and sweetened with honey.
Some say my sign can sweep
you off your feet
and make you feel funny.
However, within the last days of mine
I feel the running of time.
Time catches up with me too quick,
and I feel I’m in a stick.
What can I do oh LORD of mine,
when I feel the running of time?
My house is full of disaster
and being full of strife seems my answer.
Even though I know I am wrong
and I know what I need to do,
I am stick in a throng
and twirling through a kazoo.
Help my GOD – save me from my strife!
Make me new again – cut my sin with your knife!
Your word is like a double-edged sword,
which tells me I desperately need you my LORD.
It tells me I need you every day
and tells me never to stray.
Please remove me of being wicked
as I am a slave to my sins
which have piled up into a thicket.
I love you my LORD.
and I know you will help me,
and make my sins flee.
A cord of two strands is not easily broken,
- but a cord of three strands
no one can be against that which is spoken.
Bind me in your truth,
test my heart in your perfection,
tell me through you WORD
how I can better my thought collection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem