Lord of hosts, lord of seven
daily I need you, bread of heaven
you who are honest, kind and true.
what do you wish for me to do
My living bodyguard, my invisible armor
for preserving my life I give you favor
My nightlong pains, my spiritual chains
you severed from me, eternal gains
Lord of hosts, Eagle of heaven
Perfect me soon
like your number seven.
So bless me today, whatever you do
you who are honest, kind and true
cause when I was close o close to defeat
you swooped me up, I rose to my feet.
Mythical_Poet
A 2007 experience written in 2012
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