That He doesn’t consult them concerning His plan.
But the sun sinks down and the sun climbs back,
And the world runs round and round its track.
Or they say God doesn’t precisely steer
This world in the way they think it best,
And if He would listen to them, He’d veer
A hair to the sou’ sou’west by west.
But the world sails on and it never turns back
And the Mariner makes never a tack.
So many good people are quite inclined