Friday, June 25, 2010

One Man's Prayer

A single fall down the stairs,
The husband thought it wasn't fair.
He blamed God for that day.
The man felt He took her away.
Yet several people got to live,
From the organs she did give.
Their lives were full once again.
The thanked the Lord, and said amen.
For what are prays but shallow words,
To ease the pain filled days.
For ever pray we think goes unheard,
Another ends in praise.

It's the time of the Civil War.
A mother enters through the door.
The doctor takes her to the bed,
But it's not her son who is dead.
A moment later another comes,
Pity now, it is he son.
The first one cares nothing of her pain.
That woman's loss is her own gain.
For what are prays but shallow words,
To ease the pain filled days.
For every pray we believe is heard,
Another ends in pain.

The missionary prays he'll stay safe,
As he teaches God's good grace,
But as the spear pieces his side,
He pleads, "Lord did you hear my cry?"
Those who watched, their hearts are changed.
They leave their old and bitter ways.
They take upon a cross to bear,
The message that the man had shared.
For what are prays but shallow words,
To ease the pain filled days.
For every pray we think goes unheard,
Another ends in praise.


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