A change of pace for hymns: Come People of the Risen King, by Keith and Kristyn Getty and Stuart Townend.
Read Theodore Roethke's poem "The Waking"
Plutarch's Life of Crassus, Lesson 10 (see previous post about that), and read the Scripture about King David in similar circumstances
Read some of Out of the Silent Planet.
"These things are not strange, Small One, though they are beyond our senses. But it is strange that the eldila never visit Thulcandra."
"Of that I am not certain," said Ransom. It had dawned on him that the recurrent human tradition of bright, elusive people sometimes appearing on the Earth - albs, devas and the like -might after all have another explanation than the anthropologists had yet given. True, it would turn the universe rather oddly inside out; but his experiences in the space-ship had prepared him for some such operation.
"Why does Oyarsa send for me?" he asked.
"Oyarsa has not told me," said the sorn. "But doubtless he would want to see any stranger from another handra."
"We have no Oyarsa in my world," said Ransom.
"That is another proof," said the sorn, "that you come from Thulcandra, the silent planet." ~~ C.S. Lewis