Prayer For The Unbelievers - Poem by david lessard
Father, you see it all before you,
The sadness and the strife;
You watch from heaven's portals,
As we go about our life.
Some deny you Father,
and claim you are not there;
but they are not your sons,
or daughters -
They know not the meaning of prayer.
They think that life's a crapshoot,
Some win, some falter, some lose;
Father, they do not know you gave us,
The will and the wisdom to choose.
We can choose to follow the self,
and contend to be number one;
Or we can give all to you, Father,
It's yours when the final day is done.
There are some so blind,
they cannot see,
some so deaf, they cannot hear -
They stumble from day to day,
They live for themselves
and have no fear.
Father, I know that you forgive them,
For they know not what they do -
The prayers of us all, go out to them,
That they come to know but you.
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