PRAYER OF MY SOUL
When I am weak and downcast, when all around is cold and dull…Oh my Soul!
When tomorrow doesn't look any closer-the pain is overwhelming...Oh my Soul!
When the ground you tread slither and slipper... Oh my feet, don't let me fall!
Hold on and don't worry about the stillness or the noise, life will play you foul,
When they prick you from all sides and pelt your boat, do not sink in the sea
When I look up and watch out but the dew and the mist can't let me see
When it doesn't look bright, and the world frowns at you, don't lose the zeal
Do not lose your touch, do not lose your faith, God loves you a great deal
When they say it's o'er, it has just started! The season has just changed!
King David said, God will finish what he started and the son was charged
And the tabernacle was great in the sight of God, His footstool it remained
How do I praise my God, How do I present myself to the Greatest Reverend?
Do not fail me Oh my heart! Do not lose your taste as you sometimes do
Do not fail me Oh myself, do not lose your chaste, do not fall for voodoo
Behold, the earth and the heavens give a standing ovation to Him they adore
Behold the earth and the heavens bow down in awe to Him they revere
Power is not power unless it comes from the Father through the Son
If you don't believe please ask the Son and you will receive your vision
I don't know if you feel it but I feel something going on in my person
If I should lose then let me lose it all for the sake of the Son of Man
I give no regard to wealth nor do I regard this my life, giver of life
If you should take it, then please hurry up for I am tired of the strife
Oh God …give rest to my life I have come to you with my whole self
Every day of My Life cleanse me with your word as I turn a new leaf
If they should judge me let them do I give no attention to their acuity
When I have reached the edge and about to topple please don't tarry
I have plunged into your world Oh great one…..holder of my destiny
Please give me the courage….. to cross to the other side of the valley
If I should rise with you and find myself flying in a different cloud
Dear Lord, If I should excel and the crowd gave me an applaud
This I Pray-Let all the glory return to you, Oh creator of the world!
My Prayer, bless the work of my hands that I may also bless the world
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