Father, I Pray (Prayer/Poem)

Father, I pray
for those who pray
for those who come
to You every day
for those who don’t always
know what to say
Father, I pray
for those who pray.

Father, I cry
for those who cry
for those whose prayers
are only but sighs
for those whose pain
draws them nigh
Father, I cry
for those who cry.

Father, I praise
with those who praise
with those who worship
in various ways
who glory regardless
of what fills their days
Father, I praise
with those who praise.

Father I pray
beside those who pray
a sweet aroma sent
heaven’s way
filling bowls of gold
from jars of clay
Father I pray
beside those who pray.

And now Lord, I kneel
with those who kneel
at the foot of the Savior
and wonder still
That His love
encompassed me, and how
His wondrous grace
would now freely allow
A sinner to come and humbly kneel
with those who kneel
and have these same questions.

©Betty J. Newman June 2005