Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep..................................
I had forgotten about this one:
Leonard Cohen - Joan of Arc:
"It was deep in to His Fiery Heart,
He took the dust of Joan of Arc;
And then she clearly understood,
If He was Fire, oh then, she must be wood"
You just made my morning :) thank you for the comment and music; I hear the lyrics and recall what my favorite professor in creative writing used to say; all people want to say the same thing, what differentiates them is how they say it.