Song for Sonship: If Not For Your Love

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Coming off the last post, here is a song I wrote to try and express the same sentiments.  Again recorded on my phone, please forgive/enjoy the simplicity of the recording.  In light of what I wrote before, I hope that it bears no further background, though hopefully it fills out the ideas a bit.
The bridge is taken from Gerard Manley Hopkin's poem, That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection, which you can read here.
If Not For Your Love
Seize a few betterthings, then buttress them high with stones and bury deep allelse beneathWhere perhaps Imaybe could believeThat these are notpart of me
If my virtues willmake you love meThen I have novested interest in honestySo I lie, and tellmyself that it’s trueFor I fear the sameof youThat you’d flee ifyou knew
If not for your love, then I would never bearthe truth about myself
And I can’t evenadmit to myselfThat this is what IdoFor none could lovethe blackguard that’s making bold his pleaThat how I am isreally what you seeJust don’t dig toodeep
And this means thedeath of prideAnd means all myworth is lavished on me from outsideStaring into thisdark spaceFalling out of thischaseTo rest an object ofgrace
And it’s left butashBut in a flash, at atrumpet crashI am all at oncewhat Christ for he was what I amAnd this jack, thisjoke, this poor potsherd, patch, matchwood, immortal diamondIs immortal diamond
If not for your love, then I would never bearthe truth about myself