Oh, Lord,
our Lord.
You are the One we called Father through the ages.
The Father of our fathers and their fathers and theirs.
You are the One who was before,
extending Your vast Self infinitely in all directions of time.
It is You who have outlast our every fear and every fortune.
You are the One standing at the dawn of time with limitless history behind You
and an eternity of days before You.
So it is to You we call when we sense our time-bound selves
have come to the end of ourselves,
because only You never will.
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