Glad thy son came
Delegating from the holy world to earth
With whom came the revolution of mercy
The drainage of sins and narrator of mighty Seth
Thy mercy ring around our players
That doth happiness give
With thy voice that none can spoil what it declares
And makes us recognize thou art who we should believe
Oh this world is full of sins than it is with life
That bear and replicate in daily deeds
But thy bis us mercy when we pray and tyth
Uprooting our wrongs, the daily weeds
We would perish but glad thy son came
In whom we ought to believe
Who brought the revolution of thy eye on us through his name
And blessed us to forever live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great and praiseworthy write. Invi.te you to read my poem THE HYMN OF MERCY though it is long but posted in part