Best of all

a poem by Devi Nangrani

Forgive me for what I say
For I know not what I say.
Forgive me for what I hear
For I misunderstand, and
Misinterpret what I hear.
Let the witches in me vanish
Let the ghost in me die
So that the Holy Ghost may survive.
For I know not how to thank Thee
For the daily bread that I deserve not.
I the jack of all knowest nothing
Thou the master, knowest all of all.
I do the best of all I know
You do the best of all for all.