Faith
It was a tree in my head
Covered with gifts
When I looked at it at first,
But as time passes by,
It is a dependable cane to soothe leaning on it
Any pain and tears
On the steep hill of life
That storm and blizzard often rage.
If I am with you I love
Holding the cane of faith firmly,
Even though I fall in the puddle of death suddenly,
As my fountain of courage spurts
Enough to cross it vigorously
Without trembling with fear.
The cane of faith
That I received without any qualification or price
Is your own noble gift
That I can't buy or get
Even for anything on this earth.
Whenever the waves of life rage,
Please let me gaze at Moses
To stretch out the cane of faith powerfully
Crying "Don't be afraid! Stand still
And see what the Lord will do
To save you today."
To the people who bawl out with resentment
In front of the Red Sea that enemy troops run after.
Vorwort
A collection of Christian poems shared in English and Korean to inspire believers around the world to restore their faith and the spirituality of gratitude.
Autorentext
Wansoo Kim achieved a Ph. D. in English Literature from the graduate school of Hanguk University of Foreign Studies. He has published five poetry books, one novel, and one book of essays. One poetry book, Duel among a middle-aged fox, a wild dog and a deer, was a bestseller in 2012, one page from the book, Letters for Teenagers, was put in textbooks of middle school(2011) and high school(2014) in South Korea, and three books (Easy-to-read English Bibles Stories, Old Testament(2017), New Testament(2018) and Teenagers, I support Your Dream) were bestsellers. He was granted the World Peace Literature Prize for Poetry Research and Recitation presented in New York City at the 5th World Congress of Poets(2004). He published a poetry book, Prescription of Civilization in USA.(2019), received Geum-Chan Hwang Poetry Literature Prize in Korea(2019).
Zusammenfassung
Faith
It was a tree in my head
Covered with gifts
When I looked at it at first,
But as time passes by,
It is a dependable cane to soothe leaning on it
Any pain and tears
On the steep hill of life
That storm and blizzard often rage.
If I am with you I love
Holding the cane of faith firmly,
Even though I fall in the puddle of death suddenly,
As my fountain of courage spurts
Enough to cross it vigorously
Without trembling with fear.
The cane of faith
That I received without any qualification or price
Is your own noble gift
That I can't buy or get
Even for anything on this earth.
Whenever the waves of life rage,
Please let me gaze at Moses
To stretch out the cane of faith powerfully
Crying Don't be afraid! Stand still
And see what the Lord will do
To save you today.
To the people who bawl out with resentment
In front of the Red Sea that enemy troops run after.