A dear child praises the Lord
For the small changes in her father's heart.
This dear child perceived God's hand...
The molding of clay has begun to start.

She has prayed for her father's soul,
That God would take his hand...
Put him up on higher ground,
Give him the faith to stand.

A child lifts up his mother...
Prays that she would seek God's face.
His fervant desire is for her...
To accept God's saving grace.

A man prays for his children.
He needs the patience of Job,
Whether his children are still at home,
Or elsewhere around the globe.

A woman prays for her family.
She has that loving touch.
Prayers offered for all loved ones...
Is what God desires so much.

God wants to hear from you.
Perhaps on bended knee.
Humble yourself to the Lord,
'Tis He who sets us free.


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Ronald E. Guilfoyle
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