Do I Still Tremble In Your Presence? Poem by Obed dela Cruz

Angels in heaven they gather around
And they sing, 'Worthy, Worthy, is the Lord God! '
The fiery cherubs, their passions abound
Who can stand before You without being awed?
Yet in folly do I sometimes ignore
And waste many chances other souls covet
Woe to the world I selfishly explore
If it means that Your grace I shall then forget!
The Earth shakes when You step upon its dust
But here, do I still tremble in Your presence?
Is my offering given with disgust?
Have I already lost the gift of conscience?
O God, forgive the man who broke Your heart!
And please restore the life his sin tore apart!