A Prayer at Bedtime

Come to me oh Lord, so I may embrace ye,

in one supreme act of faith, which fully

is beleiving thy unseen ways and kingdom.

Reveal to me your truth in my existence.

For such truth is you within, as you've told us all and we hold sight but cannot see you

We hear but cannot hear your voice, we hold faith so little a time and we forget who you are to us oh Ancient of Days, yet your story is with us and in us all, we know that it is an entirely different way you hold,

and embodied in a tale of man in its whole

profound mystery,

I declare at least one thing beyond that you exist, Yaweh....

and the truth where entered in by lowly doors shall indeed be not poor to me,

as your tale unfolds in my world I welcome

thee and thank you as I take rest of my

weary countenance, take temple and refuge in me my Father, for your Son calls

unto you asking that you awake, why dost thou sleepest in man, awake oh Lord that I may become one with you my Father of Zion and creator of all things, as you spoke to Moses,

I AM, so thy name is forever, amen.