How troubling
does the world appear
til I look to You
and You are here,
and when my thoughts
stray from Your realm
I spiral down
on earthly things to dwell.
So what takes me
away from You,
oh hope of ages ever true?
And how many times
must I in misery slip
before I once again thank You
for Your divine Lordship?
I pray it happens
less and less
until I'm with You
and Your eternal Holiness.
