Father God, I lift up my heart and soul to You!

I ask you to make right

What is wrong.

I ask You to make true

What is false.

I ask you to make light

What is dark.

I ask you to fix

What is broken.

And to make whole

What has lack.

For You alone are the keeper of my peace.

No one has eyes like You.

No one has a nature like You.

No one has a heart like You.

There is only one who can hold the universe in the palm of His hand.

There is no one above or below who knows the number of the hairs on my head.

Or who knows when a sparrow falls from the sky.

There is no one else who knows the times and seasons like You do.

Or the length of my days.

Or who knows the precise day of Your next coming.

Help me to enter by the narrow gate.

Which is the beautiful gate of Shiloh.

That I may keep my peace.

When all else about me turns to dust.

Let me not return to dust.

But stand me up like a pillar in the temple of my God.

So that I shall never go down or out no more.

And write on me the name of my God.

And the name of the city of my God.

Which comes down out of heaven.

For You alone raise the poor from the dust.

You lift the needy from the ash heap.

To make them sit with nobles.

And inherit a seat of honour.

For the pillars of the earth are the LORD'S.

And He set the world on them.