I’m writing a poem for You, 
From when the golden sun rise

To when her rays go in the evening

I will tell how much I love You

How You made my future bright

For when the night rains are blowing

You were my shield and comfort 

I will paint Your grace on poetry

I will call it Your name, Jehovah Elohim

You have raised me from dust

And made my life sweet as honey

Thou art worthy, Thou art awesome