Why did You make me specially O Lord?
I feel You've made me uniquely from clay!
Why did You create me by special word?
Why am I born on a lucky birthday?
Why did You choose me thus from many souls?
I know I’m worthy not of Thine kindness;
Why did You give me so many good roles?
The talents You gave me are in excess.
May I then understand Thine will and toil!
May I then serve Thee as You want me to;
May I my temptations with success foil!
Help me to keep Thine commands and things do.
O Master of the universe so fine!
Let me in wine-skin new be, newer wine!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-08-2015
Sublime poetry..........Praising the God using self....Liked it. Please read my poems How Come! ! ! The Three Devils! ! ! Haiku Series! ! ! Thanks in advance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely sonnet. Have you read my sonnet 89 The Glorious Dead?