Take the Bible and say you,
I love you, I love you,
Take the Bible and say you
That you love me, love me
And if don’t say you, I shall for
That you love me not,
Love me not,
I love you, but you not
I love you, love you,
But you not
And if this be, why to be sorry for,
Sad and broken
Melancholy and forlorn,
The church is there to pray,
The Cross is before to bend the head
And say to in whispers
That I love you, love you, God,
I love you, Saviour,
You save me, save my love,
Save me and myself
And coming from the church, have I forgotten,
What was I saying to,
Feeling and lamenting,
A changed man I, a changed man you, changed drastically!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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