Sometimes, I am mocked,
They call me crazy, fanatic, and idiot.
I do not care about this.
Because with the Lord, I have a compromise.
I owe my praise and glory to God,
Only Him is my unique Lord.
To Him, I give all my cry and love,
I trust in his providence and favor.
I follow happy in the path of God,
I obey his commandments and laws.
I am always trying to please Him.
I am waiting for the return of the King of kings.
Jesus! He will come to save us.
I love you, my Lord!
I hope for the promised return.
Lead me until the day arrives,
Because, against me, many people will fight.
This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume I.
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