If ever I dare

to presume your love,

the stars would fall

from Heaven above.

You’re everything to me,

my source, my all,

my beginning, my end,

my calamity call.

Though my guilt would wreak havoc

on my spiritual sensibilities,

I have not the strength to disrupt

Your precious, divine proclivities.

I offer my gratitude in whole

as my sacrifice of praise,

from my heart, mind, body, and soul,

I will worship You–Always.

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