Halfway up the rugged mountain,
found I an age-old prayer cave.
A retired room in the open air--,
a shelter for souls.
the "window" from which
my sin-stained dim eyes see His creation.
"Have mercy on us, O Lord, thou Son of David."
O gracious Lord who did not despise the cry of
the blind men in Jericho,
I thee beseech,
light the inner candle and
enlighten my darkness.
Matthew 20:30-34, Psalm 18:28