When We Bow To Pray
More precious than the air we breathe
Needed throughout all hours each day,
Words lifted up to the One who hears…
Our hearts plea when we bow to pray.
Calling out with courage and trust…
Bowing before His feet ,I must.
Nothing is hidden from The Vine,
He knows all, sweet Saviour of mine.
He taught us to solemnly pray
Our cries known in Heaven above
We cling to Him, eternal stay
Faith prayers answered, saving Love.
Thank you, Everlasting Father.
Julie Pisacane © 2006
Psalm 66:19 But verily God hath heard me;
he hath attended to the voice of my prayer.
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