Prayer
From above the heavens, you grace us with
your holy love, it continues to rife.
The source of seeds that bloom in my heart's pith
There has never been a day of my life
That you have not stood gracious beside me;
Carrying or holding my hand in strife.
Jesus, my Savior let me hear and see
the spiritual path of redemption.
Faith, hope, and joy for the presence of thee.
I embrace you with enthrall elation
in sincere repentance for salvation.
6/24/2021
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2021
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