O Lord, holy is Your Name!
As one of Your many children,
my inheritance I openly claim.
Willingly I lift my voice in praise,
thankful for Your new mercies
and the warmth of the sunís rays.
With genuineness of heart
and a simplicity of words,
I desire for Your kick startÖ
to begin this glorious day,
as Iím covered with blessings,
and faithís fragrant bouquet!
Forgive me of my ignorance
and lack of spiritual understanding,
when I kneel before Your Presence.
Bathe me with divine inspiration,
and cover me with Your Essence,
before I embraceÖ deathís cremation.
Thanks for meeting my earthly needs;
keep me focused on right priorities
and spreading your Wordís holy seed.
Help me share my poetic story
and touch the lives of others,
until I reachÖ Heavenís glory.
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2012, All rights reserved.
Logic, when applied to people, fails miserably! --Joseph J. Breunig 3rd