What an odd sort of loneliness this is.

[yuko_sworro]

Be Thou my vision
Oh Lord of my heart
Naught be all else to me
Save that Thou art
Thou my best thought
By day or by night
Waking or sleeping
Thy presence, my light
Riches I heed not
Nor man's empty praise
Thou my inheritance now and always
Thou and Thou only first in my heart
High King of Heaven my treasure Thou art
High King of Heaven my treasure Thou art