- Now when the bardo of dying dawns upon me,
I will abandon all grasping, yearning and attachment,
Enter undistracted into a clear awareness of the teaching,
And eject my consciousness into the space of unborn awareness;
As I leave this compound body of flesh and blood
I will know it to be a transitory illusion.
-- Tibetan Book of the Dead - Padmasambhava
- Oh great and powerful ocean,
I fear and respect your beauty.
I wish not to take away
nor leave anything behind.
I only wish to dance
with you for a short while.
-- A surfer's prayer
- Beloved Lord, Almighty God,
Through the rays of the sun,
Through the waves of the air,
Through the all pervading life in space;
purify and revivify us
And we pray, heal our bodies, hearts and souls.
Amen -- Nayaz - the healing prayer - pir-o-murshid inayat khan
- Judge not, and you shall not be judged. Condemn not, and you shall not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven. The Bible -- Luke 6:37
- What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us? Bible -- Romans 8:31
- O God!
Refresh and gladden my spirit.
Purify my heart.
Illumine my powers.
I lay all my affairs in Thy hands.
Thou art my Guide and my Refuge.
I will no longer be sorrowful and grieved;
I will be a happy and joyful being.
O God! I will no longer be full of anxiety,
nor will I let trouble harass me.
I will not dwell on the unpleasant things of life.
O God! Thou art more friend to me than I am to myself.
I dedicate myself to Thee, O Lord. -- Baha'i Prayers - `Abdu'l-bahá
- A mother may forget her child,
When stirred by passions fierce and wild,
But God will not forget his own;
Faith rests on this foundation stone.
No greater love a friend can give,
Than die to let his comrade live.
But God his love doth thus commend,
He died for foe as well as friend.
Oh matchless love, oh love divine,
Come dwell in this glad heart of mine.
Thyself reveal, thyself bestow,
In flood-tide waves my soul o'er flow.
Could I thy deepest depths explore,
I know that I should love thee more.
If I thy highest heights could climb,
I'd love Thee with a love sublime.
Could I but know the breadth and length,
And Thou thyself would give me strength,
I'd cease to sing "more love to thee,"
For I should Love as thou lovest me. -- Divine Love - Charles Wesley Turner