A Prayer

Stir my heart to prayer, Lord,

turn my mind to you.

Let prayer be my noble cause,

may belief be no effort.

 

A broken heart waits,

a child sits in despair,

a mother, overwhelmed.

A father, lost.

 

For I knew these things well

and closed my eyes to you, my ears.

 

Your face shone on my darkness,

your arm reached,

your hand gripped as I slid.

And I answered your kindness with a kick–

yes, I confess, a few…

 

You felt my strain but made my heart of stone

into a heart of flesh.

 

Your spirit in me,

Your patience and acceptance, now my friends.

Your inspiration.

Your love.

 

You do more

than what I could ever ask or imagine.

 

A hurting world waits, Lord.

 

Bend my ear to you.

Stir my heart to prayer.

 

 

 

 

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