It seems the heaven’s elements did quake

Before I left, a hasty verdict reached
For earthly rot most certainly did ache
And thus, eternal Arms I fast beseeched.
In everlasting kingdoms may You reign!
Your artistry transcends the strain of time!
The potency existent in Your name
Allows the mortal man to be sublimed.
But with a sturdy tremble from above
You cautioned that my work was not complete.
Your perfect plan for earthly life, thereof
I could, with these pretentious hands, delete. 
Forgive me Lord, for lying down to rest,
I’d wait until the time You thought was best.