On Christianity Poem by Poet Pasha

Bless me power, O unseen heavenly spirit
Let me to expose my words, very truly, newly born.
Give me a poetic voice, through I may sing my lute
Shower on me, the wisdom of nourishing
Getting its heights, I may understand the Bible

The one from the Holy God; if not newly changes intervene
The variation of new words inside its verses if yet not proclaim.
Strengthen my faith to be Christ like.
If there's no hindrance among our religious faith.
Bless me insanity to offer my sacrifice


The sacrifice started from my Adam & ended at our Ahamed.
Give me old colours, if there's no variation in it.
Teach me Bible with the ways of Christ
Order me to preach, through the reflection of God '

(Romantic Poet Pasha)