A liturgy for help in the darkness. Helper, Be with me as I walk through the darkness around me In these places where spirits are feared and yet honored Where hope is lacking and strongholds abound Where I so often feel the physical presence of the enemy lurking nearby Where temples house idols Beckoning worshippers to come, Seek blessings and make merit. Where spirit houses reside among each home And offerings to them stand stale and rotting. This endless cycle of hopeless
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