With pen in prolific hand could I, at will
Spin worlds and brighten skies,
But mine was not the mighty Hand.
With pen in inspired hand could I, at will
Soothe souls and still tears,
But mine was not the mighty hand.
With pen in eloquent hand could I, at will
Move hearts and bend minds,
But still, mine was not the mighty hand
Nor mine will the will of God;
For it was His mighty hand that removed
Your life from mine
And His will that has
My hand, once prolific, eloquent and inspired,