Prayer for protection

I want to run

and hide

in the dark corner

of a quiet cathedral

alone

without words

worries

or fears

dig deep

a warm shelter

for the night

waiting

for the storm

to pass

but

when churchbells

starts ringing

and I hear 

someone

in another corner

whispering

his urgent prayer

I have to admit

my Hidingplace

is on a different level

so

here 

I am

Lord

take me

as I am

and send me out

in the darkness

of the night

let me recognise

Your whirling whispers

the strong wind

of Your love

the stormy wheathers

of an unknown future

the hearts

that seek You

in the moments

of surrender

You are a Hidingplace

indeed

not for the diggers

and those who wait

in silent places

but for the doers

and the daring

the workers

and those who pray

in he middle

of their broken dreams

the powerless

and the worriers

the ones who lost

all images

of You

when 

everything else

is gone

You are the One

who stays

the Rock

strong and stable

the Shelter

for the storm

protect me Lord

on my way out

with the wings

of your care

I know

You know me

take all my fears

break through

my silence

and make

my footsteps 

firm