False
In virtues keeping of resolve,
in faith do summit, then absolve.
As if endearing could evolve
more closeness, some obstruction seems revolve.
That ego badgering, the eye of pride extols,
a spirit coveting - does want thee, as I go,
unwanting, to withhold thy love, its show -
I empty my own faith, in absence' stow.
In false apply, recovering as slow
redeeming - in confusion to my God, have owe,
that hope in His fond keeping were enow.
I love thee so - I love thee so -
That I am false, to pray love's grow,
does not find - weeping in thy soul!
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