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You may love me for my patience,

for the ways I make you laugh;

you may love without resistance

till my tombstone's epitaph.

You may love me for my appearance,

for my smiling crooked grin;

you may love without interference

for my turning from my sin.

You may love me for my morals,

for the faith in Christ we share,

for my life's achievement laurels

I have scattered through the air.

But will you love me for my weakness,

for the tears I cry at night?

Will you love me for my meekness,

for it, not in spite?

Will you love me in my errors,

for the wrong turns I have made?

Will you love me for the terrors

that upon my heart have preyed?

You may love me for my faith,

but will you love me for my doubt?

You may love me through my harvest,

but will you love me through my drought?

You may love me for the reasons 

which many have loved me for,

 but will you love me through the seasons

which I've not been loved through before?

You may love my life's ambition

that I've set my heart upon,

but will you love me with condition

and leave me when it's gone?