This Man's Creed
Oh my God! Am I ever sorry
I may have even forgotten your story
I ask of you to beg my pardon
Again I've eaten from the garden
The fruit is good and hard to detest
That's no excuse I took the best
For that your punishment without refute
Out of the garden I get the boot
I know your son did some suffering
Insulted both with all my buffering
God! Here I am begging your grace
Help me be a good man in this place
I'm going to promise never again
You've heard it before so I'll refrain
Simply show me the right path
I truly fear thy mighty wrath.
Amen
8/17/16
Copyright © Ronald Kent | Year Posted 2016
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