A Praise and Prayer
O Lord I cried out, and You answered.
You gave me the things I desired.
I grew weak and You empowered me,
You opened my eyes to see.
Now my face is turned to You alone,
For melting this heart of stone.
May I be as clay in Your pierced hands,
Carrying Your name to distant lands.
May Your love cover me everyday I wake,
So this life I cannot fake.
I wish I had much more to offer,
Or money to put in the coffer.
Lord use me as You see fit,
And in idleness may I not sit.
Prepare me to be sent out O God.
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