Prayer can be formal, and prayer can be long
Or written from a sheet in perfect song
And many might not reach beyond the skies
Though in a perfect voice and shuttered eyes.
For God hears each and every voice of all
And He will know when they to Him will call
But only words that reach His Heart will be
the ones that reach into eternity.
Repentant hearts and contrite spirits will
not be despised by Him, for this will fill
His great forgiving Heart, and He will hear
the faintest cry, and see the slightest tear.
Our prayers, combined with worship, wing their way
As having left the night to claim the day
And reach the warmth within His Heart, so He
will rest in His own Love's identity.
With prayers of intercession, we will know
that through the Spirit only, here below
Mens' burdens lift, when prayers have reached His Mind
And know His thoughts and ours, are realigned.
With prayer, we reach a Love we don't deserve
And honour Him, and only Him will serve
Our words are His, and only by His Love
Earth changes, and aligns with heaven above.