Goodnight Poem by Airohng Liebe

Shall we never hath to say goodbye?
I fear the word much as I fear
The wrath of God Himself.
If a goodnight shall pass our praised lips,
God shall smite me where I stand.
I pray, for the sake of love,
We shall ne'er hath to part.
If thine sweetest lips part,
Let it be for a kiss,
For 'tis a kiss my Saviour may permit.
But shall thou biddest me adieu,
A bout of mournful praise be wrought unto you,
For thou wilt hath lost me,
And thine love,
Infinite.