I’ve always loved singing this praise chorus by Chris Falson in church.

I see the Lord seated on the throne exalted
And the train of His robe fills the temple with glory
And the whole earth is filled And the whole earth is filled
And the whole earth is filled with His glory
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy. Holy is the Lord.

It’s based on Isaiah 6:1, and when I first heard these words, they brought a picture of all of those gathered for worship being cradled and comforted by a soft, lush blanket. The picture in my mind was that temple = church.

I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the temple.

Isaiah 6:1, NIV

But we live in New Testament times–and every believer is a temple.
I am a temple. You are a temple.

Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.

1 Corinthians 6:19-20

I have a new picture now. God’s robe is around me everywhere I go, whatever I do, no matter what the circumstances are. I’m God’s child, and like many small children, I cling to a favorite blanket that gives me comfort. Like a child, I can’t go to sleep without it and want to take it everywhere. Just the touch of it on my cheek or clasped to my chest gives me courage and comfort.

I still have that. The train of His robe is always within reach–I just have to reach out and grab it.
Parents know better than to leave home without the “blankie.”
So do I. So do you.
And I often sing myself to sleep with this song.