Born to this world, caused to live,
the dragon's hand of malice must meet you man;
To be only safe away from the strife in Jesus believe,
And this, only by prayer you can.
You are a target prey of the claws of death,
The bearer is cheeky and cunning a betrayer;
To flee from his fire, to have a free breath,
No way but by prayer.
Tempests a threat and times are tough,
And lures wear guise and to look like Lore;
To override the clouds and meet with Love,
Only by prayer you defeat the foe.
To give you Good and Mercy and Blessing and More,
To be a chosen child , a perfect and scoring player;
To anoint you with power to deal the devil a blow,
Nothing but prayer.
To heal your wounds and cover your scars,
To turn your sorrow your joy and peace;
To golden your all to glitter like stars,
Nothing but prayer can eternally lease.
To form you fit a Savior's bride,
And qualify thus for the Heavenly Layer;
At last to the Father with Jesus ride,
Nothing but Prayer.