Not tired eyes with broken heart
Expressed with thousands sighs
Wars and woes that holds its dart
Not life full of much wants and cries
Not heavy loads, never expiring groan
Not piercing stripes and torturing rods
Much meaningless complains and scorn
Not amen of a fool that serves two lords
Not in many books nor wits of the wise
Not restless works, not much suffering
Not much prayers not many sacrifices
It's true in ignorance we bear much burden
God, yet remains merciful and kind be
But our obedience is all he need.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true in ignorance we bear much burden...realistic piece