My Lord, protect my heart and mind.

Catch my tears as I weep.

Comfort me in under dark clouds, and shining skies,

as my heart awaits my final calling.

Understand my anxiety, and grant me peace.

Grant me strength through this war,

for I am weak, and I bring nothing but my brokenness.

I falter, but you reveal yourself to me in mercy. 

I understand my life as nothing without you.

My goals are futile,

and words are as of embers passing through a breeze of platitudes. 

Oh fire of truth you send to me, my Lord.

Singe my heart with your word. 

Have mercy on me.