I come to you on bended knee
And this my Lord I pray.
Help me be more like you
Each and every day.

Help me to profess my faith
And your faith to share.
Because the promise that you give
Is really very rare.

Lord, let me reach a lost soul
And I will take their hand.
I'll tell them of your promise
And, also of your plan.

Lord, let me be ever thankful
For the blessings you bestow
And for those very special times
You set my heart aglow.

©Rebecca Ann Rence
December 27, 2004
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