Rouseyourself! my God! ! 
Awake, Lord! Why do you sleep? 
 Rouseyourself! 
Do not reject us forever.
 Why do you hide your face
 and forget our misery and oppression? 
We are brought down to the dust; 
our bodies cling to the ground.
Rise up and help us; 
rescue us because of your unfailing love.
(Reference to Psalm 44 in the Holy Bible)                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem