We are children of another world

I'm still slowly making my way through a book of prayers by Walter Bruggemann, and was deeply struck as I read this one this morning:

For the mystery of the text,
and for the history of eyes to see
and ears to hear the text,
we give you thanks.

Our eyes are scaled
and our ears are uncircumsised
and we are children of another world.

We pray for the gift of perception.
We pray for energy and courage,
that we may not leave the text
until we wrench your blessing from it.

Amen.