Lord, let me lift my voice and as a prayer warrior intercede
Within the souls of the hurting and the lost, planting a seed,
Many are unaware that I pray for their salvation and their soul
I once was broken and because of You, I am now made whole.
I do not seek to know the decisions or the dark circumstance
I will sing a funeral dirge if it helps or a somber, slow dance,
I ask that I get none of the credit while You are given the glory
I am happy to have been a part of each of their mortal story.
I ask Your forgiveness for the times that I let each of them down
Many times in my life I fancied myself an entertainer and a clown,
I cry for the many times that I lost my peace and my patience
I praise You for the opportunity to live a quiet life of reticence.
Let me close by saying that I am aware that we have all fallen
So let me on my knees cry out as a toddler that is crawling,
Before our lives on this Earth are over and we are since spent
Draw us close to You and give us a sincere chance to repent.
Written by Gary Cox 5/22/2019. To God be the glory!