13 Then God went up from him in the place where he had spoken with him.
14 And Jacob set up a pillar in the place where he had spoken with him, a pillar of stone. He poured out a drink offering on it and poured oil on it.
In heaven You live; earth is my home.
But speaking to me, You step down
and touch the rocky ground
and where You stand is holy
Earth is the place You meet me
and Your Word is clear as I see
what You want me to do and be
nothing less than as You are: holy
And the rocks where we have met
are set up again to commemorate
the fact that You are pure and great
and I am just not holy
So come to me, O Ancient One
and make me like Your Perfect Son
as with You I walk, You save me from
that which stains me. You make me holy