KEEP ME ‘TIL MORNING
(An Open Prayer from a Widow)
Lord I am so afraid and know not, which way to go,
And it seems no matter how I try, my heart, still aches so.
I miss and love my husband, the one you gave to me,
And as long as I am missing him this way, my heart and soul cannot be free.
I know of your grace and mercy, they have brought me thus far,
But Lord I am so lonely, and at times, I don’t know where you are.
You promised “never to leave me,” that the Comforter would come,
And as long as I believed you—you and I would be one.
Lord, help my unbelief; give me the strength I cannot find,
No matter what is happening, Lord please remain so kind.
Kind as you’ve always been—knowing I fall short of the glory,
But seeing as only you can see, my heart longs for another story…
Of the joy I once knew, my Loves’ presence and his laughter,
My need to live again now, not just in the "Hereafter.
Only you can calm my fears, dry my tear filled eyes,
Only you can remove the clouds, and bring bluer, brighter skies.
And I know it will take some time, but time now I cannot afford;
Only you can make time stand still, as you heal my heart dear Lord.
Help me Lord "number my days," as only you can do,
Help me know I have all I need when I put my trust in you.
Help me Lord to understand those things I cannot know,
Help me Lord to follow your path, go where you’d have me go.
In other words dear Lord, I bring my all to you,
Order my steps as I praise your name, for the God I know to be true.
Then at the end of my journey, when heart and hands can do no more,
Open Lord your mansion that I might live with you that I adore.
There in your Kingdom, I’ll know no more pain and strife,
There once again I’ll be—the grateful daughter, mother and wife.
Lord, just keep me humble, obedient to do all that I must do,
Knowing this world is not my heaven, each day preparing to meet you.
Then I’ll see my husband, again he’ll hold my hand,
As we gather around God’s altar-- fulfill His master plan.
Until then Lord give me mercy; make the wrong things right,
Until then Lord give me your joy and peace—help me make it through the night.
For in night’s stillness, the sorrow engulfs me most,
In the eerie quietness—the Devil comes to boast.
“Weeping endures for a night,” you said so in your word,
“Joy comes in the morning light,” is the message that I heard.
Lord, keep me until morning comes; help me be brand new-
These are my humble wishes Lord, my prayer I ask of you.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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