Prayerless
My hands ~
Like brackets of identity ~ e're naught
My feet ~
Like portals of iniquity ~ there caught
My faith ~
Like vestige' continuity ~ all bought
My grace ~
Like Godliness' annuity ~ still sought
My gifts ~
Like treasures weight in view of thee ~ untaught
Thy promise ~
The road determined not as free ~ yet fought!
. . . . stay in prayer!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2011
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