There upon the fires my soul I lay
A sacrifice of sin to my King I make
Pass Oh you heart crimson red
Through the veil for sins to atone
There upon the Alter my praise i give
An offering of sweet savour unto The King
Burn Oh yee incenses of a sweet scent
Burn to smokes for prayers to ascend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem