The Knowledge Fountain

Oh God! What's it, you don't have, That I've in plenty, For me to offer you, the Almighty. Shall I give you fresh food? Oh! How can I? You are the giver of my daily bread. Shall I give you all my wealth? Oh! How can I? You're the owner of this rich earth? Shall I decorate you with a garland of flower? Oh! How can I? Does Flowers bloom sans your mercy, never? Shall I offer you a life, in sacrifice? Oh! How can I? You're, isn't it, its very source? My head's reeling with no idea, Oh! What to do? What can I offer you? Ah! I've found out at last, That you haven't in the least, The ignorance, what I've, a lot! Oh! God! Take all this ignorance of mine. Plenty of knowledge, give me in return, As you are its very fountainhead for every one.