Many are my sins, I stand empty and unprepared before my Lord.
Few if any are my redeeming virtues, on whose scale shall I measure?
Yet with the breadth of my heart and the focused passion of my soul,
for you, my beloved, I would cover you and stand by you,
argue on your behalf spanning a thousand lifetimes of sins,
with a prayer, a word, an action, unto my last breath,
hold your hand preciously in my hand
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