Faith is a verb-my prayer

Every morning when I wake up, I pray.

Lord, what am I to do today

what am I to say

Counsel me from within

O’ Watcher of men, my Charioteer

I see men and women I esteem fall

I know Lord that You alone stoop

To pick me up.

Better than I come to you each morning

Bearing the one offering I have, my heart

Take it Lord, make it pure

Grant me before it is too late

The eyes of a child

That I might enter heaven

The gates to which Kingdom You swung open

The red carpet that You laid

The sweet light of thy word

May it shine purely and simply before me

Lead us, Lord to You.

I bring my heart, in it

the sea of desires

I ask you to be Lord of

Jesus, I  trust in You.


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