Narcolepsy Sucks & Sleepy Stuff

Pantoum: "Savior"

Take this veil from my face.

Shake off the last remnants of my trance.

Sleep still lingers, but I am bathed in His grace-

I am blessed beyond measure just for this chance.

Shake off the last remnants of my trance.

O’ Lord hear my zealous pleas.

I am blessed beyond measure just for this chance;

ready to bear fruit from my own tree.

O’ Lord hear my zealous pleas

freely allow me to be your doulos.

Ready to bear fruit from my own tree

for the one whose blood paid for me at the cross.

Freely allow me to be your doulos

fearing and serving in faithfulness.

For the one whose blood paid for me at the cross-

this life is yours to repose.

Fearing and serving in faithfulness

I am emancipated from that which I outgrew.

This life is yours to repossess

lighting my path so I may follow you.