These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Burns Stanza: "Greatness"

How doth a people find their greatness
as when the hour is known for lateness?
Will be the way we walk in straitness
full known as steady?
Is character of our innateness
quite truly ready?

How take we steps to rectify us
when efforts like this soon will sigh us
profane the man will weary pious
with naught in goodness?
The hopeless task will wail and cry us
so mired in shouldness.

We live this day of withered blessin',
until we learn our latest lesson,
"Our greatness will remain but guessin',
until His Highness
doth write the Truth, that we're confessin'
in ev'ry sinus."

Will we restore our greatness, lastly,
until our sins confess we vastly,
and our hearts on His Mercies cast we
to seek this Saviour?
If not, resulting Hell is ghastly,
condemning labor.

Our greatness is alone in Jesus,
elect from Creation to seize us,
regenerating whom to free us
by His good pleasure.
When coming to Him, He receives us
as His great Treasure.

by Jay O’Toole
on July 19th, 2024