Sonnet II
What is good? What is pleasant? What is kind?
In the truest meaning of the words no
Thing is good, pleasant, or kind that I find.
On any one thing, I could ne'er bestow
Such a word as good or pleasant or kind.
Then maybe the question to ask is who,
And not what, is good or pleasant or kind.
Yet ev'n then I cannot think of a few.
Only to one man these words can I bind.
His goodness is far, his kindness is deep.
To say he is pleasant, you must be blind.
His love is a love that one wants to keep.
His name you might ask is not one common
But Jesus, Messiah, God's one true Son.
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