Thursday, April 29, 2010

A prayer to a King

In all things Pray without ceasing

Hoping, waiting for God to hear my prayers

Giving to God each day my cares

What is there to do but wait?

When each day I seem unable to control my fate

Here Am I Lord, your servant in distress

Trying to pick up the pieces of this mess

What am I to do but wait on His wing?

When all is falling apart, His praises I still sing

All is lost and all is gained

Heart is still beating yet pained

What is this life for whom am I living?

For each pain His grace is giving

Feeling overwhelmed and so stressed

Knowing I am sheltered and blessed

This is how life goes sometimes

Created spotless life begrimes

Bruised but not broken

For me He has spoken

He holds me dear in His heart

No struggle in life can keep us apart

I know He holds my hand as I walk

Hears my prayers before I can talk

Holds me in His highest esteem

Cleanses me spotless restores my gleam

He keeps me through the struggles in life

Finds the joy that keeps me through the strife

Praise to a Savior, Praise to the King

In struggles and pain His praises I will still sing


1 comment:

  1. I read a few of your poems. Quite a talent you have. God bless you.