Oh,  how there are multitudes
multitudes in the valley of decision .
Oh, what life should we lead?
Should wealth be the  goal and purpose of live
or is the life of the heart
that which we should seek?
"Oh, shall we turn to the left?
Oh, or shall the turn to the right?
Oh, is it the dark
or is it the light for which we should live.
Oh, people!
Hear me when I say
that your choices are clearly set before.
Oh, one path is death
and one path is life.
Oh, therefore you should chose life.
Oh, the life of love living in your heart
for God is love and he wishes to burn in your heart.
Oh, for an icy cold heart
only leads to a grave darker than night
and ice in your soul
and in your beating forlorn heart.
Oh, wide is the way
and loveless the way
and so crooked the road
that leads to a cold black death.
Oh, our of our hearts grow life
and its name is called love
so that we may not die in a barren and dead land.
But to have a lovely angel
living within the deep placed in our heart.
Oh, my lovely angel child
my heart speaks to me
again and again
in silent words of my love for you
that no other mortal could ever understand.
Oh, for if I could ever find
the words that could speak of you
they would but fall upon dead air.
Oh, for how can any mortal man understand
the love I hold for you
and all the treasure I find in your soul.
Oh, to me you are life
and all my hopes, and all my dreams
that I hold so dear
are of you.
Oh, all my life
you hold in your hand.
Oh, how that life you can so quickly ***** out
like a flicker candle flame
blown to and fro by some capricious wind.
Oh, and how I know
that wind shall ever blow upon my heart
for me greatest fear is that you would love me no more.
Oh, I know that my loving heart shall ever beat for you
for as long as all that is shall ever be.