The hope of glory
Father! My ways are far removed from Your Ways.
You are strong, I am weak.
You are Most Holy, I am corrupted.
You are abounding in Love, I am lacking in love.
You are Most Glorious and Honored by a huge innumerable host.
I am dishonored.
You are Pure.
I am sinful and wretched.
You rule over all the Universe.
I rule over nothing.
Yet when You appear at the end of days, I shall be like You!
Then I will be happy.
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