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Bowing down before thy Lord,

I question thee...

Why must you remain invisible to me?

I see you there, I see your works.

They're beautiful, but Lord, it hurts.

I long to be wrapped in your arms.

To feel your grace, I succumb to your charms.

Each time that you contact me,

My heart alights with so much glee.

But sometime when you leave me be,

I get confused and easily deceived.

I see your light in every being.

So I can't deceipher when the devil sings.