As the eyes on a painting watch me
wherever I am in the room,
so the eyes of the holy man,
in church,
The bishop watches me.
During sacrament
whatever ward I am in.
He has watched me
since I was a child.
I may be a sinner,
but not every week.
Why he watches me,
I do not know.
I have this to say,
"I am not guilty!"
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