A Prayer To God the Father

When beset with daily troubles, that I cannot understand. I will lift my eyes toward Jesus, I'll clutch His nail scarred hand. For it's your son and I love him, He is with me every day. Always watching, always listening, guiding me Lord lest I stray. My prayer is to be a witness Lord, to those not serving you. While eagerly doing and pursuing, little things you'd have me do. Not for worldly fame or glory, for I know they will not last. But in memory of the Christ child, come to earth to cleanse our past. So as this year quickly leaves us, and You a new one usher in. May my thoughts be ever mindful, of all the things that might have been.