A Prayer - Poem by Leslie Alexis
God, this righteousness, let it not be of self,
For such avails to nothing. Instead, Lord,
Let the righteousness I show be in you, Lord.
And lord, in my flesh I do not share full Joy
For the blessings of my brother, but greed,
And jealousy still creeps in, and these spirits
Are not of you. God, I do not want them, take them
From me, and when I worship you, my ear
Hears the little that the hands does, and the man
Tries to take glory. Lord I know such praise
Never reaches your throne, and is wasted.
Take me my sweet Lord, to real worship,
and true praise.God, bring humility to me
so that I would see you in all. And my eyes
Follow her just too long. And my mind wanders,
and lust shows his murderous self.
Lord this too is not of you, please take from me.
And lord, the things I do in my bedroom,
Under the cover of dark, that makes me hide
Away from your spirit, like Adam and Eve did,
When they disobeyed, this too is not of you,
And lord take from me. Let my hands do what
The tongue speaks, and let my heart be true,
Lord, let me be true to you. At work Lord, let me
Work and use the time to glorify for your name.
Take away the spirit of laziness -it is not of you.
Even so lord, let me not worship moneys, wealths
or riches. And my girl friend, let our relationship
Be to your glory. Lord you said there is a season
For everything. Even as we are in the season of
Building bonds let those that we build in you,
Let them be strongest, and even if we never marry,
Let us both be married to you. Let the love be real!
And lord, let us read your word and take it in our hearts
So that when the enemy rises with his own, That we
Would have your sword, and let them fall before you,
God, let me not be remembered, let my name die
with me, but instead let man remember
Me as a Christian, let Christ be the center of my
Existence, and let whatever else I do, account to
Naught. Even so lord, prepare my heart so that
You would not say, “I know you not”, but,
“Welcome my good and faithful servant! ” You can
Keep the pains and lack of riches, but Lord, give me
More of you… Give more daily… and let me serve.
Thank you lord, In Christ’s name, amen!
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