TITLE: Morning Prayer
By Ruth Thoutenhoofd
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Still dark without,
Electric light within,
A limited daylight in this closet of my prayer,
My heart seeks God afresh.
Donít let my sick and worried heart keep you at bay.
Come close here
And let me hear your wise and loving whispers.
Bone tired of this complicated life
And restless nights
I sit, waiting for your restoring glance.
Turn my selfish, silly cares
Into love poured out in gratefullness.
Turn boredom into true and constant prayer.
Re-make my heart,
Pump glorious agape
To each and every cell.
Re-make my feet
To walk in sad and sorry places others shun.
Re-make my eyes
To see beneath the skin of angry souls
Re-make my hands
To smooth on heavenís balm,
Or do a servantís deed
A mundane task with joy.
Re-make my mind.
Replace my anxious, bored, or angry tapes
With life producing, clear and Godly thoughts.
Take just this day; make this one yours.
Fill me with you.
And when sleep comes tonight
There will be certain peace.
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