My Book of Prayers

The World to me

The World To Me
By Lisa Noe

The night has fallen and the wind bloweth forth fiercely
Flinging branches at the place in which I make my slumber.
In my nightly dreams, they come to life, telling me I am
Going to be devoured by a monster of a man who will mess with me.
Who will make my life more miserable than I have ever experienced.
While I slumber, an Angel appears to me, I am ashamed so fully and
I fall to my knees and weep uncontrollably, begging for the Lord to wash me clean.
For the Lord is my shepherd, my strength, and my rock.
I confess my love to my Savior, a good pure love of Spirit for he is the word and
the world.