Let Me Be

God, let me be a bird upon a tree,

That hurts no one but sings melodious songs;

And leads a life, doing no sin, carefree;  

And yet, some put it to the fiery-tongs!

God, let me be a pretty butterfly,

That flies in search of nectar all its life;

And like a lazy man, let me not die,

And sleep log-like in filth, despite souls strife.

God, let me be a snail bellying across;

And carrying on its back, its house of shell!

What is the use of human life with gloss,

Leading a sinful life/ landing in Hell?

God, let me be like humble servant Job

With forbearance, and get my Heavenly robe.