Carols of an Old CodgerWhen I was small the Lord appearedUnto my mental eye
A gentle giant with a beardWho homed up in the sky.
But soon that vasty vision blurred,And faded in the end,
Till God is just another wordI cannot comprehend.I envy those of simple faithWho bend the votive knee;
Who do not doubt divinely deathWill set their spirits free.
Oh could I be like you and you,Sweet souls who scan this line,
And by dim altar worship tooA Deity Divine!Alas! Mid passions that appalI ask with bitter woe
Is God responsible for allOur horror here below?
He made the hero and the saint,But did He also make
The cannibal in battle paint,The shark and rattlesnake?If I believe in God I shouldBelieve in Satan too;
The one the source of all our good,The other of our rue . . .
Oh could I second childhood gain!For then it might be, I
Once more would see that vision plain,--Fond Father in the sky.
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