Savior I pray you come to me,
And this I ask on a bended knee;
Could the skies and the galaxies
Give way through their obliterating fallacies,
I would climb to your hallowed throne
Before all my breath is gone.
But since this cannot to a mortal be given,
I gaze upon the lights that illumine your heaven;
And pray that of your glorious volition to me you come,
God's only son, His treasured Lamb.