A Prayer

Lord, my God

take these words from quivering lips

as worship

hear my cry

take these tears from searching eyes

as a confession

make me new

take the shaking from trembling shoulders

as a surrender

hold me now

oh how I long for Your presence.

Originally published at mallorymaeanne.com
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