Bles-sed divine providence,
Simple luck wouldst not afford,
No trick or mere consonance,
Love so pure could not reward.
In you, new born salvation;
A beauty ageless, replete,
We build this strong foundation,
So that we may be complete.
My love you will surrender;
Your heart before me naked,
To be mine now, forever,
Unavoidably bles-sed.
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