To God the Glory

                To God the Glory

     “To God the glory!” says the lofty spire:

A finger of admonishment that points

To Heaven above Salisbury. Our eyes

Are forced upwards and for a moment – brief

And calm – our hearts acknowledge Deity

As supervisor of all that we know,

Have, hope and need during our daily rounds.

     But then we wrench our minds to Earth again

And its vain trivialities of rage

And selfish greed and prideful arrogance.

 “To God the glory”, we may think, is right

And proper; yet there is a time and place

  To render adulation. So, for now,

  We slyly pray: “To us the benefits!”.