Tell hell to perish forever, O heaven
and let the dew of heaven fall down upon the face of the earth
May the One who is seated on the throne reign over us
and let this be a sign of His eternal mercy;
That the corrupt ones are now saved.
Hear O Lord, I pray to You, allow this day not to be my last
and remember not the sins of my youth
Make every moment I still have left on this earth memorable
and the hour I shall return home to You unforgettable.
Like in the ancient times when Elijah and Enoch escaped death and were carried away into Your kingdom.
I think of myself as a nobody before my King
but before the world, may I be reckoned among the humble servants of the most high God, the Good Shepherd.
The Vessel of the Elect
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