Four of them carried me up the steps at the side
and then they began to open the rooftop wide.
They lowered me on my mat right down to the ground
at the feet of Jesus with people standing round.
Jesus saw the faith of my friends and said to me,
"You are forgiven take up your mat and go free."
But as He healed me and when I took up my bed
"Blasphemy, only God can forgive, " someone said.
Then Jesus replied "Why are you thinking these things? "
"For the Son of Man has power to forgive sins."
"Is, ‘Your sins are forgiven, ' easier to say, "
"Than the words, ‘Take up your mat and walk on your way? '"
So I took up my mat and walked out of their view
for I had not just been healed but forgiven too
No one had experience anything like this before
and the people present praised God for what they saw.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem