Love's Humility

MY worthiness is all my doubt,

      His merit all my fear,

Contrasting which, my qualities

      Do lowlier appear;

Lest I should insufficient prove

      For his beloved need,

The chiefest apprehension

      Within my loving creed.

So I, the undivine abode

      Of his elect content,

Conform my soul as 't were a church

      Unto her sacrament.