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Counsel and Sympathy

In spite of my imperfections,

You somehow never lose your patience.

You continue to understand my situation,

Giving me wise instruction

That I may cope with heartbreak and loss,

And know what is right from wrong.

These mistakes I have made in the past

Shall leave a mark on my heart, though the remorse does not last

As it is replaced at once by the assurance of your love,

When you remind the divine truth about the mercy of God,

And in this I shall bask with each passing moment;

Hoping I grow to be the best possible version of my own lowly person.