003-04

You remember my prayer.
Before I finish it.
I speak —
you’re already there.

I ask — and nothing’s certain.
I wait — and time stands still.
Not answers,
not solutions —
just stay.

Oure Fadir, that art in hevenes,
halewed be thi name.
Thi kyngdom come.
Thi wille be doon,
as in hevene, so in erthe.

Yeve to us this day oure breed over othir substance.
And forgive us oure dettis,
as we forgive oure dettouris.

And leede us not into temptacioun,
but delyvere us fro yvel.

For thin is the kyngdom,
and the power,
and the glorie,
with outen ende.

Your name.
Your will.
Our daily bread.

This is what you want.

Forgive us —
and we forgive.

This is what you want.

Deliver from evil.
Keep the power.

This is what you want.
This is what you want.
This is what you want.

I’ve prayed these words
to the Lord our God.

May he keep them close —
day and night.

May he stand up for me.
May he stand up for his people.

And may he give us
what we need
today.