Devotional Poem One

I wish for thee, O' righteous King,
To seek and find at where I sin.
'Tis ill belief that I am free of blame;
For a conscious fool, wise fools begin.

Gracious LORD I prithee show,
How one live with honor in mind.
In your grace I hope I'll grow,
As one who strays, I know you find.

Convenient loss of faith, it is so wrong,
Sin I'd see for now is best.
To reverence you shall make me strong,
In thy world my soul's a guest.

Sovereign Father, It is right that I should die;
Only more I'd be damned if I did not know.
Tho' correct I receive your wrath thereby,
But give mercy and love, not what you owe.

- Evan G. Wilson