To God, my father in a time of dread
Though I am small
I know the king regards me
Though I am tiny
He sees me where others fail
Though I am little
He still made haste to heal me
Though I am negligible
To others
I cannot fail.
He is the King of Love
He is the King of Love
He is the King of love.
mary angela douglas 29 march 2024
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem