Prayer
“More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams
of.”
To quote the favourite poet of my youth
I sat enthralled upon my mother’s knee
And listened to this everlasting truth
And knew that it was always meant to be!
We see so many things that need amending
And end up somehow standing helpless by
Perhaps we have forgot our prayers ascending
To the Lord almighty up on high.
When we can see no instantaneous changes
Our faith can sometimes get some mighty shakes
But God who made the mighty mountain ranges
We still can trust to do whate’er it takes.
When we think of prayer in both directions
And listen to Your voice whene’er we pray,
Instead of asking lots of pleading questions,
We could maybe do the things You say
I pray that as we celebrate your coming,
And hope we’re ready when you come again,
That we will hear Your clear recruitment drumming
And help to ease the world from chronic pain.
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