When Spirit moves through you
Your energy drains
His power remains
When Spirit speaks through you
You can’t find your tongue
Oh Lord, I can still pray
Come to Your mountain and lay
No one but You listening now
Heal our hearts
Clean them in full not in part
We trust Your Word
You are our refuge, our shield
In every situation
From life’s first cry to the ashes of cremation
Lord, take our fear
Far away from here
Back to the garden
Where, naked, we beckoned
Leaned on You, Father
And now we are spread further
Isolated and alone
Come, Lord Jesus,
For our praise song
Will raise all the day long
In honor of who You
Are , who You were, and who You always will be
From sea to shining sea
Sacrifice and offering You did not desire …
but my ears have opened … burnt offerings and sin offerings You did not require.
Then I said, ‘Here I am. I have come … it is written about me in the scroll.
I desire to do Your will, my God, Your law is within my heart’ (Psalm 40:6-8).
I wonder how you are. If you are willing, let me know in the comments here or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I encourage you to keep in prayer about every thing under the sun.
I pray we can continue to support each other with His love and truth, never changing, never disappearing.
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And today if you would like to join for this poetry and Psalm reading, I will go live on the ministry page at 12pm Eastern time.
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May God bless you and keep you this given day.
4 thoughts on “A Desperate Prayer”
Dear Julie, thank you for your time you spend with God a d bring hope to us all. We need to fall on our knees and cry out to our Savior, Please Lord hear our cry.Help us to turn to you for our very breath and know without you in our lives we are hopeless.
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Love this dear Sylvia. “help us turn to you for our very breath and know without you in our lives we are hopeless”. Yes, going to Him now sister before I go live to read this poem. May God multiply HIs Word.
Yes, Dear Lord turn our hearts to the mountain of God, and help us to cry out to You, Lord, our true help!! Amen. Thank you for your precious prayers, dear sister! Your card was such a blessing to me also!!
Oh praise God! Thanking Jesus for our postal workers and that we can still use snail mail. Thank you sister for coming alongside me to pray. It helps me to know we are together in this.
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