My maker

JANE
I see my maker
And my mind's at rest
There will be no pain to feel
Only joy within my breast
I see his goodness
As he comes for me
Soon I'll be exalted
And my soul will be set free
But I will not be blessed
I have stumbled in the face of God
And when I come to rest
He'll know I have harmed
That which I love best
I see my maker
Peace has come so fast
I will be restored to him
We'll be joined at last