Lord Im praying for the people I know who always seem to be getting the short end of the stick...
who look back on their life and can't find anything to smile about
But yet smile anyway.
Lord, I'm praying for the people who step out of their doors and wonder how long they're going to be able to do that. Who take a breath and who take a bite and wonder if this will be their last. But yet do it again, because it's the only thing they can do.
Lord, Im praying, Im pleading, for those who walk through the streets of this sun-forsaken land and worship the rain that never comes, the light that is never found, and the love they do not own. But Lord, they still expect rain, light and love, because love, light and rain is all the hope they know.
LORD, I PRAY for those who love the idea of you, but don't know who you are. Who love the idea of love, but don't feel it. Who love the idea of family, but don't know enough about it to know if they have it. But still try so hard to know, feel and recognize.
LORD, I pray for those people, whereever, and who ever they are who cry out to someone up there, not knowing who, just for a little answer. LORD... I pray for those.
For I was once one.
