Lord, let me look into hearts, not faces;
First let me act, then ask for graces;
Let me count more dear a loving smile
Than honour bought with time and guile.
And above all, Lord, let me count it true
Not for myself, but for love of you.
© John McNeil. All rights reserved.
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