Just as he
Stranded in a world
Where wrong and rejection rule
At every turn

I have come to this place
Away from you,
My saving grace
So now I burn

Torment surreal,
Any fleeting pleasure,
Last no longer
Than a symphony’s measure

The tempter cannot snare me
Knowledge of my love’s wait
Keep me narrow and straight
Short deprivation to great rewards lead

So I’ve decided my faith
My religious devotion is not
To He, as Jesus’ be
But to she

I can’t see her
I may not taste
The sweet kiss
Nor hear her melodious voice

Cannot relax in her gentle touch
Nor can her remarkable scent
Fill my nose

My goal to live once more
With my precious sweet
It’s Heaven when we meet

How so few think of God,
I think of you.
It’s to you,
I will be true

Your commandments
I will follow
No exceptions to this rule
Anything you ask,
I’ll do