Oh Yah, hear my plea
Oh Yah, do not leave me
I seek comfort from thee
To be born to die, please let it not be
If you are listening, please assure me
When I become but dust and sand, please collect me into your hand
Cast my ash into the air, breathe the breath of life while it is there
Gather me up from what I became, bestow upon me the gift of life again
Awake me from the sleep, when it is upon me
Open my eyes, that I may not be eternally blind
Restore my hearing, that I may not be eternally deaf
Alert my senses, that I may not be eternally numb
Oh Yah, hear my plea
Oh Yah, do not leave me
Oh Yah, do not forget me
Oh Yah, reassure me
That eternal death does not take me, I could not bear that to become of me
Grant me the prospect of life you have promised, I will serve forever faithfully
Proselyte of Yah 