Prayer
My dream, my hope, my life, my everything
I look into the sky to gaze at You
The ballads, lays and bluesy songs I sing
Are hymns I raise to the divine and true
Which lives within Your smile, breathes Your laugh
Your soft and gentle words into the air
But I am broken, not a man but half
Who worships, yearns and pleads that in Your care
You would come down and fill me with Your love
Redeem what twice descended into hell
To take me up to Your abode above
Baptize my heart with waters from Your well
To join with You and no more live in sin
That separation from Our Self within
Copyright © 2007 by C. P. Klapper
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