God, you made the world   Unfurled    All Plants and Flowers   Where able to ordain   All Pain   And joy, so ample where your powers   God, if Im down   Your frown   Tells me to rise   Compared to yours my might   Is slight,    My life as brief as a mayfly's   God, free me from your priest   Whose feasts   I'm paying for    For christ's sake let   Me get    Good value, as I'm weak and poor