Guest guest Posted December 13, 2008 Report Share Posted December 13, 2008 Conversation with God Of blessings You've given me, Lord I give thanks each day as I kneel and adore. It's hard to imagine the plan of Your Hands When life has me trapped by its many demands, I worry and fret, I'm plagued by concern To the point I don't know which way to turn. What is the reason, why am I here? What am I to be, for those I hold dear? Show me Your will, help me understand, Speak to me Lord! I'll do all I can. Guide me when I lose Your way, Guard my tongue in all I say. Speak to me, Lord! I need much more So I don't lose Your way, I humbly implore. And while I'm so bold, each one of the needs Of family and friends, grant them Lord, please! Copyright Mary Palmer 2003 http://www.mariansworldofpoetry.com/poets4.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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