Sir David Bares His Soul

'Lord never have I felt this bad –

I am the only one today;

This wedding has near drove me mad –

But dignity thank You holds sway;

I saw her cry whilst 'fore the friar –

'Twas not a pretty picture – no –

And You may stand and call me liar –

But she thinks of me – that I know;

I saw her not as Queen today –

But more as maiden – single – fair;

I want her more in every way –

And show her that I really care;

'Tis but a sin to covet so –

By all the laws that You've laid down;

But You have seen and You must know –

I treasure her as though my own;

So tell me – show me guidance please –

I must have closure or good sense;

Give me a sign my heart appease –

I weaken now – have no defence;

O sainted mother hear my plea –

Your son is now in torment so;

Please grant me now that I may see –

A way to move – a place to go;

'Tis folly for this man to grieve –

For my Queen is so healthy now;

But try I cannot now believe –

We'll ever wed – no way no how;

For he – the King – my friend still lives –

And this I think no small a thing;

What’re I want to me he gives –

How can I grief upon him bring?

I thank you Lord for Your strong ear –

And hearing all my ramblings hence;

There is nothing for You to fear –

Around my Bess I'll build a fence;

I'll bide my time and then who knows?

The future is not ours to see;

What upward comes then downward goes –

One day my Lord – we will be free.'