Why I Pray ebook

 


Why I Pray
Lift me from my shallow and sorrow burdened knees
Fill, with your heavenly glory, the space between my ill-fated palms
Straighten my back, my load which keeps me hunched
Raise my head. The crown you placed on it has fallen
Breathe fresh air into my mouth that asks for forgiveness
Open my eyes. Yes these eyes I keep shut to block out the sun
Answer my call. I have been on hold for so long
Speak to me. I loathe having empty conversations
Carry me through my worries. I cannot bare them any longer
Take my life from me. I have misused it
Forgive me father. I am a sinner.