I wake to silly music
in my head
And when I try to pray
it hangs around.
How pitiful I am to be
misled
In honesty, I don't
know what to say,
For who am I to speak a
word to God?
I get down on my knees,
begin to pray,
The things I say just
proves that I'm a fraud.
There's darkness in my
mind down to my soul
And I feel dead inside
most of the time.
Oh Jesus, I need You to
take control!
Please teach me what to
say, please help me climb.
The Spirit intercedes with wordless groans. *
Why would I ever think that I'm alone?
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Teach us what we shall say unto Him;
for we
cannot order our speech by reason of darkness.
Job 37:19 KJV
* Romans 8:26
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