Relocating To Elfland

Blessed Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, hear now our prayer in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ:

How lovely is Your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts! Our souls long, yes, even faint for Your courts. We long for these moments when, in the stillness of Your presence, we are reminded that You are the Builder, the Upholder, and the Governor of all things, and we are not. We long to be reminded that though the floods have lifted up their voice, though they lift up their roaring, the Lord on high is mightier than the thundering of mighty waters, mightier than the waves of the sea. We long to hear that though the nations rage, though they set themselves against You and Your Anointed, they are but men, and You laugh at them. We long for assurance that though our sins mount up to heaven, though they prevail against us, and we stink in our iniquity, You cast all our sins into the depths of the sea, and there is forgiveness with You that You may be feared. We long to know that when we sink in deep waters where there is no standing, it is You who draw us out of the miry clay, and set our feet upon a rock, and establish our goings. We would gaze upon Your majesty; we would bow before Your righteousness; we would marvel at Your wisdom; we would revel in Your love. Your beauty and bounty are wondrous to us, our God; Your grace and glory are marvelous in our eyes. Even the sparrow finds a home in Your house, great Lord, even the swallow a place where she may nest her young; how much more we, whom You have claimed to be Your children and Your inheritance forever! Blessed are those who dwell in Your house, O Lord; blessed are those who put their trust in You! Meet with us here, as You have promised, and show us Your glory in which alone our hearts can rest. We ask in the name of our beloved Savior, Jesus the Christ. Amen.