Father, I Want a Bride

Before the world is made, I know just what I want
She must be perfect in every way, altogether lovely
She must be free from spot or wrinkle
When she falls, I will pick her up
I will create her and cherish her
I will clean her up if she gets dirty
I will do anything for her, forgive her every flaw
I will love her above all else
I will love her so much that I will suffer anything for her
I would be mocked and scourged
I will even give my life for her