The Prayer Poem by Stuart Dale Stringer

The Prayer



How I ask for what is right.
Prayer of silence for this night.
Grace in love can gently be.
Solace spirit cry for thee.
Angel wings push the breeze.
Sinful ways they are the tease.
Wisdom speaks the simple word.
Call me lord to be heard.
I repent true contrition’s way.
Take my heart this very day.

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