The hope of glory

You are Most Holy, I am corrupted.
You are abounding in Love, I am lacking in love.

You are Most Glorious and Honored by a huge innumerable host.
I am dishonored.

You are Pure.
I am sinful and wretched.

You rule over all the Universe.
I rule over nothing.

Yet when You appear at the end of days, I shall be like You!
Then I will be happy.