read devilish relish

Sa tell me then y' ungrateful little man
Who talks o' paradise an' virgins
and calls me infidel for nay believin'
An' you sir wi' y' long black cloak an' pretty beads
Are ye sa' then ungrateful y' create a heaven?
Where did y' get the nerve ta' be sa mean
As to denigrate this gift y' ha'e been gi'en
Is there nothin' then tha' meets wi' y'r approval?

There're men y' callin' pagan heathen swine
Who recognize this gift o' God divine
And treat it for the wonder that is there
Wi' tries t' leave it be'er for their care
So their begotten will na ha' t' be forgotten
As followers o' Satan's sweet desire
To turn this emerald garden into Hell an fire
By sayin' an' believin' they could better this
They'll never realize the joy they miss

Sa tell me then y' sweet ungrateful men
D'y' really think tha' y' c'n be'er this?