Pray,do not have me laid to rest
To lie ln peace amid the blest
I fear,uneasy I would be
Surrounded by such piety

Perhaps consign me to perdition
To make amends for my condition
Of sinfulness as yet unshriven
Forgiveness hoping to be given

Or better still maybe the Lord
Can touch a nerve or strike a cord
Easing my path towards redemption
Through service in some new dimension

Then,do not have me laid to rest
To lie in peace amid the blest
For this would only cause confusion
And seem to them to be intrusion