My name is Grace
A bad child of a The Good Father.
Abandoned His voice, countless a time Ashamed to admit, am a selfish lover Annoyed of war, yet i fight in silence
A cold warrior, wrote this lines
Be vigilant of my ink.I never forget
Bring back my innocence dear time
Brick by brick, Grace built me up
By all means of patience, it saved me
Born to a life, totally unworthy of
GOD Cradled me all Life Long
Curtain after Curtain, His Light blooms Craved vanity, but Heaven watched yet
Couldn't let go of me.
Come to me, HE craved pity for me.
Drive me not away, l know I deserve it Drink from the stream of mercy.
Dear GOD, l am Sorry.i unworthy of YOU
Drenched in sin and doubts.Still
Dried all out by the Flames of Grace
Etiquette broken all for me.Oh Grace.
Expedited my Joys. None I merit.
Ecstatically joyful.ungrateful child!
Elated by mercy, oh favoured child Exhilarated even again and again!
Father! I beseech YOU
For all my unworthiness
For all my ingratitude
For all my disobedience
For your Love, am grateful
Grace saved me from myself
GOD gave me countless chances
Go tell it, opportunity do not come once Grabbed by Grace, for endless chances
GOD's Grace is all I have got.
Such a voice that could have been defiant and hardened against the world but instead demonstrating joyful gratitude and self-forgiveness and the struggle to be worthy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
"By all means of patience"