Trust Me, I Have Not Earned Your Dear Rebuke, I Love, As You Would Have Me, God The Most; Would Lose Not Him, But You, Must One Be Lost, Nor With Lot's Wife Cast Back A Faithless Look Unready To Forego What I Forsook; This Say I, Having Counted Up The Cost, This, Tho' I Be The Feeblest Of God's Host, The Sorriest Sheep Christ Shepherds With His Crook. Yet While I Love My God The Most, I Deem That I Can Never Love You Overmuch; I Love Him More, So Let Me Love You Too; Yea, As I Apprehend It, Love Is Such I Cannot Love You If I Love Not Him. I Cannot Love Him If I Love Not You.