PRAYER TIME. July 3, 2000 Falling on my knees at night I pray to God above. Asking for His mercy, hoping for His love. Knowing at any moment my life could pass away. And in His Throne Room I would stand on that great judgment day. Satan has to flee when I pray to the Lord. All the trials of the day I leave at Heaven’s Door. When the spirit makes me shout and the tears start to flow. It’s then my prayers are answered I can feel it in my soul. Happiness is knowing I have The Holy Ghost. Someone to tell me right from wrong on Him I often boast. My head is on a pillow, my prayers at Mercy’s Throne. I’ll sleep awhile then rise again and think of my new home. Trials Fall Like Rain! Heavens’ What I’ll Gain! F. R. Parks
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