I'm neither what nor who I'd choose to be
If such were up to me:
A most inferior
Ex- and interior,
By intelligent design,
Are mine,
Even as grace received makes me divine.
Yet, what I am is not what I shall be
When Him, the Lord, I see;
For then the glorious,
Righteous, victorious
Person of Christ, my Lord,
The Word
Made flesh, will make us two of one accord.