Like fools for love, I am a fool for God;
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like a whirling dervish, I'll dance for Him;
and count myself a bug in blesséd sod,
for He sustains all of me, every limb!
Some are fools for power, and some for greed;
but I am foolish for His Holy Bread,
a clown and jester for His Word, indeed;
and guest at His court where I am richly fed.
None are so foolish so as to be poor;
but I'm, like a fool, broken for His sake:
for what I need worldly riches no more
can heal or mend—for life is but heartache.
Once, I was a fool most of all for desire;
but now, I just lust for His Baptism's fire!