To the Rock of Ages
The world and the Prince of the Air and his demons have left me to rot to die to drown in the middle of the ocean to be consumed by the waves to let my soul fall into hell. They care not for my soul, it does not bother them if I live or if I die It is better for them if I was to be destroyed. But when the waves were about to swallow me whole you have come along an bedrock island raised up and pushes me closer to the sun where I can be healed by you rest in you recover in you be with you and you with me. You alone are my strength and shield I will worship and rest in you.