Prayer Is For Everyone
My heart races as he walks by
I am nervous, I hope he does not say Hi
He caught me watching him carrying his tray.
Yes, he is looking my way
He is praying before his meal
As I do before meals and I pray when I get behind the steering wheel
Thank you Dear Lord for my life and my health and all things about
For the blessed people you have placed in my life here, there and about
I love you Lord and Savior. Thank you for placing me in the right places
And for the love and gracious forgiving of my sins and gift of good graces.
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