A children's hymn I learnt in school and often hummed when worried or disturbed. I say this as a prayer today, for my friend.
Father, I place into Your hands
The things I cannot do.
Father, I place into Your hands
The things that I’ve been through.
Father, I place into Your hands
The way that I should go,
For I know I always can trust You.
Father, I place into Your hands
My friends and family.
Father, I place into Your hands
The things that trouble me.
Father, I place into Your hands
The person I would be,
For I know I always can trust You.
Father, we love to see Your face,
We love to hear Your voice.
Father, we love to sing Your praise
And in Your name rejoice.
Father, we love to walk with You
And in Your presence rest,
For we know we always can trust You.
Father, I want to be with You
And do the things You do.
Father, I want to speak the words
That You are speaking too.
Father, I want to love the ones
That You will draw to You,
For I know that I am one with You.
Father, I place into your hands my friends, and their friends, their disappointments and doubts, their sorrows and their tears, their sufferings and their miseries.
Father I seek your grace and mercy upon these friends, your healing touch upon their fevered brows, so you may lay to rest their fears, and ease away their worries.
For I know I always can trust you.
The Great Indian Dream
3 years ago
1 comment:
It's very nice
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