Father Pro

MAN OF GOD

The sweetness of my prose for you
Is but a taste of Heaven's dew.

The sweetness of my prose I give
To you as long as I shall live.

The sweetness of my prose I owe
To you who helped me in my woe.

The sweetness of my prose desired?
Shrive my soul, you have inspired.

The sweetness of my prose your feast,
O, man above, the angels least.

The sweetness of my prose a flower,
Perfumed to sweeten your spiritual power.

'Fore virile men, sheep shake in fear.
Sweet scented strength will bring them near.

To shepherd's side, marked man of God,
O, lead us all to Heaven's Sod!