Dear Lord, you are the Lord of Love
The desire of all the Nations.
You are true and overflow with mercy.
I am indebted to your grace,
May I love you all of my days.
I am a weak man with nothing to show at all.
I am uneducated, no beauty of my own.
Everyone eschews me, no lady of my own to own,
But you dear Lord, will never let me go.
K.Oni
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