the lucid call of the cross beckons me, to better me, to lessen me, blessing me in gods heart open...
wrestling with memories of forsaken destinies, asking trying questions of if i chose or if im chosen...
and if the devils tempting spree overcomes my lacking strength to be one of those who live as christ...
may the good lord forget of me in sight of his sons love to see, and lift me free my undeserving life...

-now i lay my soul to wake-