Faith
O my soul, O my soul, arise, why sleepest thou; the end is nigh, and ruin draweth near to thee
O my soul, O my soul, arise, why sleepest thou; the end is nigh, and ruin draweth near to thee. Be watchful, lest thou slumber and be weakened by sleep, lest thou lose Christ God, the Master, as Isaiah spoke in the time of night the Byzantine theologian and hymnographer