Be Thou my vision, O LORD of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Be Thou my Wisdom, Thou my true Word.
I ever with Thee, Thou with me, LORD;
Thou my great Father, I thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for the fight.
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul’s shelter, Thou my high tower.
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.

High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heav’ns Son!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.

Amen and Amen and Amen!!!!!!

I climbed the golden ladder,
and swam the silver streams,
and kissed the lovely adder
who promised all my dreams.

And while I dream in technicolor
but live in black and white
I fear my past is shaded duller
in the fires of the night.

And the fire whispered to me
and the darkness gripped my hand,
I tried to cry for mercy
but my lips tasted only sand.

And so the dunes embalmed my heart
and the vultures picked my soul.

And yet
He wept
at the
touch of
death on
fallen
man.

And yet
I wept
to know
the touch
of the
living
God.

And yet.