Heavenly Father of naive mankind
Expose the shadows that clutter my soul
Eradicate scales that render me blind
Infuse me with grace to nurture me whole
Harden my heart against Satan’s folly
Sharpen my acumen astutely clear
Bathe me in wit to help keep me jolly
Assured in my heart no man I need fear
Guide me to good and deeds beneficial
Create in my wake a movement of care
Gift me with will that’s morally blissful
Attend me Good Father; answer my prayer
In your loving image send me in peace
My condescension—I can now release
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautifully written piece; it's similar to a poem of mine - it's entitled 'A SInner Like Me'. Perhaps you would enjoy it.