Prayer For Our Youth Group

Well that was the occasion at least, it applies to all of us probably. Not the greatest but I wanted to post something anyway =)

Father,
Free us from the dungeon
of thinking we know it all
our proud swelled heads are top heavy so we fall
Please stop us from finding
false strength deep inside
May Your wings over us
be the strength that we find
Please let us see the
emptiness that's in us
Show us our blindness
Lord we are only dust
Show us our need
make us soft, make us seek
Our appetite for You
is abominably weak
Teach us to listen
open our blind eyes
Make us parched with the thirst
that is fully satisfied.
Amen.

Comments

Heidi said…
well done and beautifully rhymed! I always have a hard time rhyming well.
October 19, 2010 at 4:40 PM
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