O God of lonely places, stand with me on the windswept moors and call with me to the forgotten.
O God of restless and wandering souls, hold me close to You that I might not go astray.
O God of the dead, take from me that which you will not answer.
O God of fury, may my rage enliven me and bring me ever nearer to You.
O God of wisdom, may I know when to speak and when to be silent.
O God of storms, may Your rain cleanse me and Your winds spare me.