©PmcCoywrites

If he were a man;
what name would he be called?
‘Cause he has paid all my bills,
He forgives all my ills,
He even helps me with my impossible kills.

The way he comes sometimes I don’t expect,
His works I’ll always respect,
He has walked with me than anyone else;
much more than friends with fake caress.
God: If he were a man.

When my hope suddenly dwindles,
He watches over me mercifully,
He understands I’m weak like trickles,
And I could barely give a sound bountifully,
God: If he were a man.

Tell me, what will he be called?
What kind of throne would he occupy?
Wouldn’t His Majesty be so high?
How’d He have coped with streams of endless guests?
Give it a good think if God were a man.