I plan to use this prayer in church one morning. No one will notice. Well, someone might comment on the beauty of the language. But no one will cry "heresy." Why would they? This is the God we know. It is the language of the church, striking a chord with the experience of our souls.
No one will know I copied this prayer from an Islamic Sufi website. For there is but one God. This God is the same God, whoever or what ever God may be. The Divine is One and sings the same tune in all humanity.
And where at the bowels of our worship, the God of whom we speak...
the experience of whom we struggle to say something...
is unrecognisable from one place to another...
there culture has over ridden the experience of Divinity.
Praise be to Thee, Most Supreme God,
Omnipotent, Omnipresent, All-pervading, the Only Being.
Take us in Thy Parental Arms,
raise us from the denseness of the earth,
Thy Beauty do we worship,
to Thee do we give willing surrender.
Most Merciful and Compassionate God,
the Idealized Lord of the whole humanity,
Thee only do we worship,
and towards Thee Alone do we aspire.
Open our hearts towards Thy Beauty,
illuminate our souls with Divine Light,
O Thou, the Perfection of Love, Harmony and Beauty,
All-powerful Creator, Sustainer,
Judge and Forgiver of our shortcomings,
Lord God of the East and of the West,
of the worlds above and below,
and of the seen and unseen beings.
Pour upon us Thy Love and Thy Light,
give sustenance to our bodies, hearts and souls,
use us for the purpose that Thy Wisdom chooseth,
and guide us on the path of Thine Own Goodness.
Draw us closer to Thee every moment of our life,
until in us be reflected Thy Grace, Thy Glory, Thy Wisdom, Thy Joy and Thy Peace.
Pir-O-Murshid Inayat Khan -- A Prayer of the Gayatri