In His Hands
With so much wrong in this world
I cannot decide who is to blame
I know not who causes poverty
Nor all the criminals could I name
I would like to change so many things
But I know not of their cause;
So without the proper knowledge,
I must stop and take a pause.
What do I have the right to change?
For we all are in His hands.
He knows what He is doing,
He is the creator of these lands.
Who am I to judge His work?
Or decide how to make things just?
The only thing I have knowledge to change
Is myself, and change myself I must.
I once heard a wise man say
That you, yourself has to be
The change in this world
That you would like to see
So I polish my own inadequate flaws
In hopes that one person’s turn
Would help others to notice
And for their own refinement yearn
God, please bless me with some patience
And compassion for others
And some understanding for those suffering
For they are my sisters and brothers
Grant me the serenity to accept things I can’t change
And courage to change the things that I can;
The wisdom to know the difference between them
And the sufficiency to better who I am;
I have the power to change myself
And to make this world a better place
So my morality grows and empathy improves
And those small changes promote the human race.