‘n Gedig deur CS Lewis

They tell me Lord, that when I pray,
Only one voice is heard;
That I’m dreaming, You’re not there,
This whole thing is absurd.
Maybe they’re right, Lord, Maybe they’re right.
Maybe there’s only one voice that’s heard.
But if there’s only one voice that’s heard,
Lord, it’s not mine, it’s your voice.
I’m not dreaming; you are the dreamer.
And I am your dream.