I Beseech You Oh Lord
Lord here I am here,hear the prayer of this humble lamb.
Standing on the land you have created.
Whistling winds,
invisible winds,
lifting winds carry my prayer above to the lords holy ear.
I beseech you with out fear.You are here,
you are there,
you are every where.
Your eyes embedded in all of your creations.
Your eyes unseen,
your voice unheard but is know.
Your stare I can feel and see in the mirror when I look at my self.
Appearing to be alone but not.
I stand with you,
I walk with you,
I talk with you and understand that you are not silent,
but speaking through me.
From any fall I stand,
from any pain I recover,
from any confusion I am found,
through the maze of life I follow your light and
sound,
so bright,
so profound.
Be thou my savior,
be thou my friend,
be thou my lantern in the blind night
and hear me when I beseech you oh lord.
let not my inner flower wither.
let not my endeavor be in vain.
Breath on me breath of god. Fill me with life anew.
Show me false from true.
In you I have found a resting place full of truth and grace.
Remove the stumbling stones from my path,the trials and tribulations.
For I have a distant way to go and a victory to behold. See me through the perils of the storm.Break the shackles of adversity.
Set me free.
lend me your wings of glory.
Copyright © Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet | Year Posted 2012
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