You are God and I am not,
this is the linchpin.
You are necessary and I’m contingent;
the Creator/creature distinction.
You wrote the story from eternity past,
The who’s and what’s and when.
You set up kings and tear ‘em down
with a swipe of your sovereign pen.
Your plan is sure, it cannot fail
in any and every phenomenon.
Help me Lord, to trust your word,
Credo Ut Intelligam.