My Own Personal Psalm
Merciful one,
Hear my cries,
May I find favor in thine eyes.
May none of my words
I say be in vain,
And may I, one day, find that quoin.
I try, my God, to always do right,
But my mistakes are that of a human’s fight.
I am not the best
At controlling my rage,
But with your help,
I’ll try to channel Sage.
I am faulty, your highness,
Not near to perfection.
So if you’ll have me, GOD,
I’ll start on my reflection.
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