Heavy shiver.

I shiver in my cold bed.
Sheets still I beg thee,
be not mournful.
Held close to my heavy head.
Crushing weight surrounds my heart.
Overworked mind pray in the dark.
Dear God I call you down from heaven!
Mend these broken bones that tremble apart from their bosom.
Remove this fearful temperature
offer up your powerful allixer,
that I might taste not the knowledge of impending doom, but be warmed by gentle aromas of love only.