On Bended Knee
The sweetest sight I ever did see
Was my child praying on bended knee.
He held his prayer book and was so silent
Asking for wisdom, praying for guidance.
I still can see the baby when it was only he
Climbing, strolling, and everywhere following me.
He is starting to go explore on his own
Into this crazy world, a world of the unknown.
Now it is my turn, it is now me
Here I am Lord, praying on bended knee.
Holding my prayer book in this house of not so silent
But still asking for wisdom and praying for guidance.
-Mary
The sweetest sight I ever did see
Was my child praying on bended knee.
He held his prayer book and was so silent
Asking for wisdom, praying for guidance.
I still can see the baby when it was only he
Climbing, strolling, and everywhere following me.
He is starting to go explore on his own
Into this crazy world, a world of the unknown.
Now it is my turn, it is now me
Here I am Lord, praying on bended knee.
Holding my prayer book in this house of not so silent
But still asking for wisdom and praying for guidance.
-Mary
April 21, 2009
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