Prayers at Dawn
I’m ushered into a new day,
I walk along its path,
As I long to be embraced by its elements,
I pray to find the door to the light of redemption.
Nothing is within my strength to accomplish,
I’m like a turbulent sea,
Hoping to find tranquillity in the day I’m privileged to see,
I pray, Lord, for rest from my chaotic thoughts.
How do I know if my devotion carries a worthy fragrance?
I’m just clay seeking acceptance from the Potter,
I’m only dust yearning for a place in the palm of the Immortal One,
I desire to drink from the river of Your pleasure, O Lord.
How can I change the tide?
I’m encumbered, entangled, and entwined,
O Lord, hear my deepest cries,
Bring me into Your light as I draw close to You.
March 14, 2025.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2025
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