Yea have I sat in discernment of love

Yet choose I must he who fits as a glove

Pain and anguish tear at my fragile soul

Now to decide weighing passion and dole

So thee art a God I thought I could trust

Yea that now I pay for my sins of lust

Pablo or Martin I am forced to choose

Whom ever I pick the other shall loose

An anguish so great it tears at my heart

Yet from either love nay I stayed apart

O my good Lord how I let them  know me

Like a whore I spent my body for free

I am now to pay the eternal price

Condemnation is not a sacrifice