"Dearly beloved of my soul"

I'd rather sit in sackcloth and ashes, for it is a better service to God than speaking your word to a flock of thousands.

I'd rather cry a thousand tears and have You pick them up after me than laugh at a tenfold as much jokes made by the world.

I would give up my everything and bitterness to see you for just a second.

I would rather face the surety of death just to see You.

What use is there when men gain the whole world and forfeit their souls?

For your ways are greater than mine. For your love is more pure than mine. Then wash me in ashes and clothe me in sackcloth for it is a better service to you Lord.