My Prayer

"You don't always get what you want" Remembering what Shella once told me. Yes, very common line, very popular. But such is one of the many quarks which runs through my mind in my struggling to be obedient to God, through suffering.

What worth are my tears, if they die with the world?
Time to let go, the things I once held dear.
Take away my fears and make me bold.

What worth are my tears, if they die with the world?
For three times Thou have shed for Thy fold,
Understood have I, the tears from Thy pains?
Not from Thy sorrows, but for Thy poor saints.

Show me Thy way, for Thou art my light.
Teach me, for Thou art my salvation.
Guide me, for Thou art my shepherd.

Make my solitary into Thy refuge for me.

In Thy Cross, in Thy Cross, be my glory ever.

Amen.

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