Gyomei Prayer Novels & Stories

Et ne nous soumets pas à la tentation, mais délivre-nous du mal, car c'est à toi qu'appartiennent le règne, la puissance et la gloire, aux siècles des siècles. Amen "Amen," everyone else said, including me. Then, the three of them began to recite The Hail Mary and the Apostles' Creed in French without error, repeating The Hail Mary three times. After this was done, Sajida's congregation came closer to the peristyle. She began to sing in French—the Priyè Ginen, which translates to 'The African Prayer.' Sajida sang one verse, and afterwards, everyone would clap ten times and repeat the verse back to her. This was done to welcome the spirits, this clapping. Despite Sajida nature, it was a beaut

I knelt before it, my hands touching the rough bark as I closed my eyes and began to recite my words in silent prayer. “Oh, Goddess of the Moon, hear my plea. Bless me with the gift of motherhood. Grant me the grace of bearing new children. May my family be blessed with the joy of life. May my arms once again hold the preciousness of a child. Goddess of the Moon, I call upon your benevolence, I call upon your guidance. May your power and wisdom light my path in this request. So mote it be.” The words flowed from my mouth with an intensity that came from the depths of my soul, heavy with emotion and fervor. For a moment, the world around me seemed to fade, and I felt enveloped by a soft, comf

"If I were you, I'm going to start now a prayer." "Then you lead the prayer, Mom." "Basil Zafeiriou!" Irish yelled at his name. "Oops. mommy is angry, Daddy." Bethena covered her eyes with her tiny hands. "Okay, okay I'm going now to make a prayer for us. Let's hold each other hands," he ordered, holding now the hand of his daughter and beloved wife while their eyes are closed. "Dear Lord, I really don't know how to pray but I will try my best for my wife, daughter and everyone who are with us right now. There's no more lot of say and I will just thank you for giving this day for us. Thank you for giving me a reason to change and thank you for giving these angels with me. I maybe did bad thi

"Oh My! Fuck this. Get this thing off me. Oh GOD!" Mia and Alizey started laughing as he started dancing like a monkey to get the paste off. He gave them a glare as he ran to his room to take shower. After dinner Alizey retired to her room. She did her ablution and did her Esha prayers. She hold her hands up for dua. "Ya ALLAH please keep my family and friends safe and protected. Please save me from this world. Give me enough strength to protect my respect and dignity. Please help me Ya ALLAH I wanted to escape this hell. Guide me please. Always give me strength to stay on the right path. Ameen."

In the central hall, there is a small altar adorned with white candles, white flowers, and a photo of the deceased family member, Adam Hart. The atmosphere in the room feels sacred as if the spirits of the departed family members are present among them. Shaky voices and sobbing are no longer heard, but the silence still lingers, not allowing feelings to rise too quickly from the sorrow. "Let us begin to pray." The priest opens the prayer book they have been using for the past seven days. With a melodious voice, the priest starts reciting prayers full of gratitude, loyalty, and respect for the spirit of Adam Hart. His voice resonates beautifully as if invoking the spirit of Adam to join them

she took each of their hands, making a small cut each, as drops of blood fell on the blood, Estelle La Fey doing the same thing to herself, " Esmée, remember, mama loves you, so love your sisters as your own" she added smiling reassuringly at Esmée, as she began chanting, "Pnévma ton progónon mou, ákousé me, éla epáno mou, kathodígise ta paidiá mou" "Pnévma ton progónon mou, ákousé me, éla epáno mou, kathodígise ta paidiá mou"

"Oh, great moon goddess, hear my plea! Grant us thy blessing and watch over us in our hour of need. We are the children of the moon, and our destiny is to protect ourselves and our home. May our warriors return to us victorious, and may our pack thrive in peace and harmony under thy watchful eye." "As I howl to thee, oh, goddess of the night, I feel your strength coursing through my veins. I am one with my kins, and I know that our love and loyalty will carry us through this trial. Please do not let us falter, for we are your children — the children of the moon!" "In the name of the moon goddess, I offer this prayer. Amen." Meghan said as she ended her prayer. "Amen." I also echoed with Megh

Then she repeated a few lines for her own safety, to make sure the ritual didn’t backfire. “Let them not Oh Lord God mighty Jehova, I doe beseech, come from out of that place of torment, until that I call them from thence, & that they will & doe obey my will & commandments with all meekness & humbleness, fulfilling my will & commandments to their uttermost powers, & then Lord hear my prayer, & grant my request to release them, & give me faith, might, & power to keep them always in awe, & let them fear & tremble before me whenever I shall call them.” ‘Did it work?’

Danny felt the butterflies on his stomach as his eldest brother, Daniel, lead the prayer. "In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the holy spirit. May the blessing will come to this night and guide us through our business gathering and dinner. We seek our good health and always breathe wisely every day. Thank you, o Thy Lord, that you blessed us with this kind of gathering. Thank you also for the Food, o Father. We pray all of this on your name, o Jesus," Daniel started to pray as they all closed their eyes. Danny smiled like crazy while gripping his hand onto Marian.