Here it is.
Broken poem, in broken English.
Have a blessed fourth Monday of Lent 2008!
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God, I thank You
That You are God, not us
Had You been us
You would have publicly defamed David
You would have erased his name forever
We would have never known of him
We would only have had glimpses
There was once a king
Who lost all his chances
For walking on the rooftop on a breezy day
And for letting his eyes command his lust
God, I thank You
That You are God, not us
Now we can proudly declare
Jesus, Our Lord and Savior
Are from the line of that sinful king
And, we, proudly, can say
We take part in that grace
Poured down to us
Through that fallen king
Lustful, deceitful, murderous,
And because of that, so lovable
God, I thank You
That You are God, not us
Had You been us
There would have been no saints
Nor popes, nor bishops, nor priests
Nor preachers, nor ministers, nor leaders
There would have been no sacraments,
Nor the Church, nor us!
There would have been only
People pretending to be You
Forgetting who they really are
God, I thank You
That You are God, not us
For the Church of broken people…
Monday, March 03, 2008