Wednesday, April 20, 2011

The Son's prayer

Lord I ask nothing in return,
you gave me this cup to drink
I accept it and bear it,
all their trials and defeat

You gave me power to change,
the minds of people
You gave me strength to deliver,
and take their souls out of the rubble

But you gave me the hardest mission,
that any other men would not endure
To spill my blood and die,
so their faith would be lured

Indeed; I'm the fisher of men,
with my words they say "Amen"
But in the middle of all trials,
their curses amends

O lord your love is truly great,
through my passion their lives are saved
I'm ready to take your heavy task,
there's nothing more I could not ask

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