ORISON
Lord hear my cry
As I look up and pry
Praying for better days to come by
So I lay down my fears and tears to dry.
Show me your face
And give me the grace
To run this marathon race.
They say prayer is the key
So I call upon thee
As I go down on my knees
For your mercy and clemency lord, I plea.
For so long I've beseeching
And so long I've been searching
For the path that will keep me standing.
Slipping through these holy pages
Hope it gives me the sage
To break these chains and cage
That will lead me to a new age.
© Sustainer
Eater of words
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