Of hussies and whores

Of hussies and whores

Not so alone this time.
In view for some to see.
My God he knows us well enough,
But we gave him no walls to keep,
He saw us plain,
Our souls laid bare.
A hussy and a whore.
To public eye we are kind souls.
Well thought and less seen.
But for now we are more seen,
By Him who loves us not.