E-verlasting bliss is felt, 
L-ovingly given by the Father; 
V-ictory over the second death
I-s really the greatest
E-ver.
B-liss is everlasting, 
O-ffered by the Almighty; 
Q-uest for eternal life, 
U-ntil you find the glory.
E-arly seventeenth of May, let not your walk go amiss; 
O-pen your heart and soul to everlasting bliss.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem