Wednesday, 31 May 2006

Prayer Without Words
Topic: Poetry
Sometimes I do not pray in words,
I take my heart in my two hands,
And hold it before the Lord.
I'm so glad He understands.
Sometimes I do not pray in words,
My spirit bows before His feet,
And with His hand upon my head,
We hold communion, silent, sweet.
Sometimes I do not pray in words,
For I am tired and long for rest,
My weary heart finds all it needs
Upon the Savior's gentle breast.

Author Martha Snell Nicholson

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