A bold confusion

I have a bold confusion 

Could be I am right

Subtle trepidation 

With God I cannot fight 

With all the proselytization 

It might give some relief 

To think your situation 

May not be up the creek 

I am at the conclusion 

Not caring who you are 

My focus, like an illusion 

Is on the bright and morning star 

Eternity for all those 

Written on their heart 

One God, one race, all nations 

The thief to depart.