I lift the eyes of my spirit
to my Creator and Protector,
who is my sure and certain help
even in the darkest hour.
Lord, you hold me fast,
even as tempests buffet,
even as the cords of death entangle me.
Place my feet within your gates,
O Holy One,
that I may lift my heart in praise,
and abide forever in your courts.
I rest under the shield of your mercy,
O Watchman of my Soul:
your prayer is ever upon my lips.
Grant us a portion of your Spirit,
O Lord of Life,
and grant the blessing of your peace
to all who call upon You.
Amen.
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