''If the Lord Were a Maid, He'd Be My Queen'' (2nd draft)

If the Lord were a maid, He'd be my Queen;
and as my Queen, I'd be His king; and love,
revere, and prize Him like Saint Augustine.
My Queen, whose throne-room is Heaven above,
I'd honor and praise, for He's the Monarch
of my soul and the Sovereign of my heart.
The Regent of my being (whose hallmark's
my crest, from whose presence I'd ne'er depart),
I'd worship; and with these lines now extol,
lift up beyond death and for all of time:
for He made me and created It all,
heaven, earth, space, time, and my gift for rhyme.
If I, too, were a maid, I'd be His Bride;
and as His Bride, I would be at His side.




Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-07-04 at 00:40

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