I love you God, I really do.
I am sure that You would know this better than anyone else.
But as I do love, so do I sin
For in loving you, so do you teach my tender heart to love another
Of mortal being (from dust do we descent, to dust will we descend)
And in love does my weak frame yearn
To be touched
To be caressed
For love turns (in the eye) the heavenly ******
To the hellish *****
From innocent shepherdess
To the alluring temptress
I tremble so when your words do I read in the Book of Truth
For the final judgement will (so) soon be upon me
When I will bow before You
A humble servant, shamed
For you breathed me into the world spotless and pure
And I return tainted, impure
With sins of kinds to many to implore
But then do I read in the same Book of Truth,
Of your love for me and all my breed.
How You,
The tenderest of lords do wield
The rod only to yield
When remorse do this lowly creature's heart fill.
For your love is fair,
Impartial and true
So my love is fair
A creation by You.
And so does this fiery flame that I do feel rages on
Burning me in this world and after
And so I pray to you dear true One,
Let me be her, and she, me
In a union blessed by Your holy grace
For then can I face
You as a man who has loved
And in returning, loved.