Piety

Dear lord, I beg you,

Give me peace to be

The best that I can be.

I never claimed to be

The reverent poster child of piety.

 

Even though my faith is strong

And I am staunch to know my place,

The way is long and I am far from

Living in a state of grace.

 

Test me in the zeal and fervor of

My stretched fidelity until

The limits of my passion

Are revealed for all to see.

 

You may find my light to shine

With hope to spare in time and space,

Or deem my day in disarray and

In desperate need of firm embrace.

 

No matter how,

No matter when,

No matter where the road may bend,

The strength of honest piety

Can be a kind and trusted friend.