The gift of the holy spirit is
gentle
It bringeth peace and added no sorrows
It healeth and filleth up the broken bones
It riseth one exceedingly from the miry clay
And sail him on the eagle's wings
He is more than worthy
And for his ways and manners
He is the necessary ingredient that spice up the beauties of life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very true