A-pril fourth early Tuesday,
N-ew dawn leaves the twilight;
N-ight cold chill disappears, sun sets everything aright.
P-ure heart of a minister's wife
A-ims to be filled with love;
G-od's grace gives joy to her life,
U-sing the blessings from above.
I-n spite of the hard time, fear of God resolves the strife;
O-ne woman will always possess pure heart of a minister's wife.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem