PRAYER
Lord, I come to thee
with a broken heart and a contrite spirit
with a hope
You will never disown me.
Lord, I come to thee
with many wounds and bruises
with a faith
you will bind and heal me
Lord, I come to thee
with discouragements and disappoints
with a conviction
You will comfort and console me
Lord, I come to thee
with a load of care and burdens
with a credence
You will yoke and share with me
Lord, I come to thee
with a lost hope and path
with a belief
You will lead me and guide me
Prayer
Is His presence
where my wearied soul finds rest
and His will is fulfilled
Is Partnering with HIm
Where my burdens are lightened
and His plans are executed
Is Bringing joy to Him
where I run into His open arms
and rest assured of my eternity
Copyright © Darshinihemanth Vellanki | Year Posted 2025
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