My love to God will never end,
No matter what the Devil sends.
Whether suffering or missing lots of friends,
Or weakness, or sorrow with no end.
I choose to be close to my Lord
And be persecuted with threat or sword.
Let never care for riches or gold
As long as I find a place in the fold.
The Kingdom of heaven for which I long
Will be always my goal with nothing wrong.
There will be always love, joy, and a song
For me and those who are coming along.