Mother Mary Come To Me

Mother Mary come to me
Lay your healing hands
Before you
A broken man stands
As the tears stream
Flowing down my face
Falling to my knees
Pleading for your grace

Forgive me
For all I have done wrong
I am not perfect
But my heart is strong
My intensions pure and true
I am ready
To serve my penance for you

Fill my heart
With your undying love
Use your angels
To guide me from above
Grant me the wisdom
So that I may finally be free
Mother Mary come to me

The End
Greg P
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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