An Introduction (to a poem I never wrote)

I'd like to write of things unknown,
Epistles fresh and new.
Of feelings, thoughts, expressions
That are known to very few.

I would like to write of blessings
And count mine one by one.
To thank my heav'nly Father
As a grateful heav'nly son.

To expound the holy scriptures
And the gospel truths extol;
So that my words might edify
The tired and weary soul.

But alas, I'm just a poet -
And a lousy one at that.
So please forgive my rhyming phrase
For all that it may lack.