Regarding Iniquity

I trudged to the tomb of my past sin

To mourn the foul deeds laid within

And all the weight I had long carried

But was that burden really buried?

A frowning angel standing guard

Blocked my way with a flaming sword

Shaking his wings he sternly said

Go away from this place of the dead

I cried, I wish it could be changed

That my past might be rearranged

I should have been a better man

But poor conduct spoiled my plan

The angel said, that’s a fantasy

You covet what can never be!

Why will you wallow in your faults

And change into a pillar of salt?

Your spotty record wounds your pride

With feet of clay you are mortified

But would you forsake all you have gained?

Wisdom, meekness and mercy obtained?

You touched the flames and you were burned

But out of the blaze guidance emerged

When tempted by fire, think on the pain

That with God’s grace you might abstain

On hearing this I fell to my knees

And prayed, Oh God, mold me as you please

I repent my foolish pondering

Help my mind to cease from wandering

I’m sure the Lord knows his own plan

He has my sojourn well in hand

So casting away my thorny doubts

I rejoice my sins are blotted out!