By Stephen W. Hiemstra
Let me dwell in your shadow,
though darkness surround me,
for the snares of this world are a constant threat. and
I am not immune to the rages of disease and death that they bring.
I trust only you.
Your angel wings surround me and lift me up
above the slings and arrows that fly all around me.
Younger men perish; older men faint;
but you are my strength.
Guide me through the darkness as my eyes fail me.
Grant me sleep when sickness spoils my day and
makes thoughts so heavy.
That I might be of some service to your church
until I struggle no more.
Through the power of your Holy Spirit and in Jesus’ name, Amen
(Inspired by Ps 91)