Thursday, September 9, 2010

Prayer fixes all

Poem by Marc Aupiais

I am who I am,
And prayer fixes all,
It orders the streams-

Sends us the rain,

It tells the cars at the intersection,
When to go,
And when to pull rein!

Prayer orders us,
It orders the heart!
And listen us-
To God's own heart!

Prayer renews,
It need not fix,

It regrows,
Where sin did mix!

Truth and prayer make the world go round,
Confess all sins,
Dear maiden and mare!

To God do head,
His Cathedral,
His which is sound,

And empty all there!
Cry to or God!

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