The Prayer Poem by Loraine Lotter

The Prayer



Thy lord, hear thee prayer. I have been absent Lord but do ask thou's forgivement. Whast thou have told me Lord, heavensent. May the buds of may be shaken like thy hast shaken may. Oh be holy my God, thee others now not whast to say when we go mad with thoust praise. Be here today Lord when thy children needs heaven most. SELA

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