I met a man who was desperately afraid That God might err and welcome into His peace A Buddhist (unless he repented and said the magic words) Or even worse than that, a Methodist!
I met a man who was angry and bitter That the priest spoke kindly of other faiths In quoting Saint Paul and the canon of the Mass But this unhappy man knew better than they
I met a man who felt he was God’s boss And thus rebuked Our Lord upon the Cross