Billy Graham & The Power Of Prayer? Poem by Tom Zart

On my knees, with folded hands
I thank the Lord each day
For when I think of life itself
It makes me want to pray.

So many times I've looked up
To Heaven in the night
Asking answers from our Lord
Who's always in my sight.

All have suffered regret and remorse
From fear, hate, loneliness and war.
We do what we do with deliverance of heart
Defeating the dark side of life and more.

I pray to blessed and greet God's best
When it is my time to escape my woes.
I'll clutch their hands and kiss their face
As we celebrate the journey we chose.

Who gives us heroes willing to die?
Who made the tears we shed as we cry.
Who shows us hope and guides our way?
The same one who loves us night and day.

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