Dear Lord,

How do I love thee?
If I count the ways.
It would never end.
For your Grace is vast.
More than grains of sand.
And your love is deep.
Deeper than the sea.
As your word is true.
Purer than poured gold.
You forgive my sins.
And heal all my wounds.
In you I'm redeemed.
Made right before God.
Though my words fail.
As I count the ways.
I will sing your praise.
Every single day.
This I promise you.
Your loving servant.

MJ Flack