"Excuse me, Sir, may I enquire
How I might lift my spirit higher?
Your joy is awesome to admire―
Please tell me what I shall require."
"God bless you, Son, for your desire―
Few greater goals could you aspire.
Now, in your days of living prior,
What's been your foremost joy denier?"
"That's easy, Sir. My heart's on fire
To do the work God might require
But fear no greatness shall transpire
Before my earthly days expire."
"Your problem, Son, is you conspire
To shape the Lord to your desire―
Seek out His ways you might inspire
To find true joy as His supplier."
"But tell me, Sir, if plans misfire,
Won't I bring down His holy ire?
To miss His calling would be dire
Once all my earthly days expire."
"God loves us, Son, so don't perspire;
Help a neighbor! Join the choir!
He will bless us through the mire
Until the day our souls retire."
"Oh, thank you, Sir, you've lit my fire
To find the joy that I require―
In little ways I shall aspire
To serve the Lord 'til I expire."
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