I Pray, Dear Lord

By

h. lena jones

Dear Father in Heaven

Precious is your Holy Name

Thank you for Your grace and mercy

In guiding me through life thus far

I come to you this day for renewal

I pray, dear Lord

That I be used even more

In any way possible

To do Your work

If it is to keep on writing

Inspire me with Your words of wisdom

If it be through music

Grant my fingers flexibility

And sharpen my ability to memorize

Keyboard notes, scales and all

(As You know how advancing years

Can sometimes dull the memory)

What joy it is, dear Lord,

To pen the thoughts which come to mind

I know not where these thoughts would land

Or how indeed they will be used

I’m just content to sit and write

And pray that I’ve penned them right

But if perchance it is in speech I might be used

Here too, Lord, Your help I’ll need

For anxious nerves will

Sometimes encourage verbal diarrhoea

And Confucius mixed with adrenalin

A lethal combination make

So please renew my body, mind, and spirit, dear Lord

Thank you for this time together

And for the privilege of being a minor player

In Your major ministry here on Earth

In Jesus’ precious name I pray

Amen!

“My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord;

in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee,

and will look up.”  Psalm 5:3