Prayer Poem by the author of this blog
to the God that holds our bones together, holds sanctuary in the soul,
while we are at times are broken, troubled waters, wells have run dry
Hear our prayers O God…
allow us to put aside our pride allow this very prayer to suffice God you are my only devotion you are our ultimate supply
must tell Jesus, when the pounding ache, of our lives becomes too much, when the loneliness, of our prayers spill out
We dare not bear these burdens alone
God bottled up precious tears for angels to touch
you shut up the mouths of darkness, you bring hatred to its’ knees, you catch us even when we fall,
“you are wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities: the {h} chastisement for our peace rest upon him; and with his stripes we are made whole”
I must tell Jesus, Jesus alone, gathering the weary, lonely, downcast, down hearted touch all those who are bereaved
God you are our devotion, you are our ultimate peace
sis, Krissy Mosley