Hallowed Be Thy Name (Unanswered Prayers..(

Merciful Father Hear my plea Heavenly Father, Those days were dangerous as much of the known world was controlled by women who wished not of -is it poetry to roam thier land free with it's will to use it's tongue. They planed and schemed to harbor it is in thier ports and harbors..it is loved the attention not the conflict. Wisdom was your hand that guided it's tongue in all your ways merciful is she whom comforts it's head saith it in whims bosom upon which it rests hear her moan. Thanks be thine for endless wine from her well of truth known here and in the hereafter.May the source of her well be kept secret until it is can fetch more of it. Merciful compassion in temperance for guiding it's stays within your holiest of inns spread through the land upon sheets counted seven hundred and twenty one bliss was it is in to deep of she in her sleep some one pry with thier bar and give it a break. For riches in tongue buds to taste flavor's words in water which leaps strait to you from it's heart. Heart of hearts in your mind it does beat manta of honey never money did it need. Merciful mind that hears without ears grant it's prayers year after year keep it here. It is roamed wide and free invisible in the cloak of himself whom watches to satisfy substance at it's source. Letter one from the apostle.. is..) it(..poetry... Letter: one page one Date: 675-590..B.C. Source: Clay pot