My Prayer
Daily, I pray and pray…,
i pray to be a creature of Hoseenu.
I pray Immanuel’s blood to cleanse me,
to wash me thoroughly.
I pray to live while existing,
a shower of El-shadai rain on me,
Jireh’s waterfall of favor,
i pray to swim in His baaner of blessings.
So He can use me as a pencil in His hand,
to manifest His will for me,
to grow in His production,
and grow in His works.
What more do I pray for…?
What more?
To be a vessel in his ship,
and a General in wars.
A conqueror in battles,
And a winner in contest.
How I wish I did not live any stone unturned?
How I wish?
With the globe in His hands,
with the map of the earth,
He can turn it to accommodate my other wishes
My pray that my prayer never ceases
Copyright © Bright Aleruchi | Year Posted 2006
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