Lord,
lift me above the pain eternal.
Make me float over oceans of grief,
and not sink.
Give me wisdom,
to ease the burdens of others.
Hold back my tongue when it is time
to just think.

And if a wish I should ask you,
be beyond what you reason.
Then grant me the strength,
to weather the “no”.
Direct my soul
towards a path well traveled.
Direct my life
where you wish me to go.

And if it isn’t too much,
then grant me a soul mate.
For I’ve grown weary of loneliness,
and aching for him.
Lord,
grant me but one more chance
for living.
Lighten a life that has grown
all too dim.

Instill in me a humble purpose,
to steady me
when life’s seas start to rock.
To traverse this world
with a quiet dignity.
Until my ship is called home
to your final dock.