Dr. Daniel Wisdom, Author NINTH SONNET: YOUTHFUL PRAYER (Written as a young College student) O Lord my God of good and truth, Bow down your ear to this downcast youth, Reach down your hand and set me free That from all evil I might quickly flee. A youth delinquent though I be And merit not your holy face to see; Yet here I come in obedience meek Your gracious, holy face to seek. Lord I believe you are gracious and kind Though it’s so hard your will to find. You know the future and control its way You’ll make all things right at the end of the day. So I leave myself in your wonderful hand Even when your ways I can’t understand.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 18:27:05 +0000