Even in pain we could be happy,
Death would long to be hidden
Shrink from fear when facing eternity,
And be permitted to enter heaven.
In sinful state we find Holy Communion
Made the living a power for good,
Here is where our imperfection reign,
Impose chains of slavery been misunderstood.
Doubt would be a discordant note
And would welcome the consuming fire,
But who can bring a clean thing out?
While here on earth the hum life have power.
Exercising in him whom are hid all the treasures,
Power working from within faculties of the soul
In which we have sunken low looking for changes
Of purifying springs in sphere that we control.
Every heart responding has the power for good
And adulate the dwellers of virtues there
Companions of holy beings with God
We human beings have a great future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem