Dear Lord, as I pray upon my knees,
I know my sins to you reveal
How little I understand about your Word
and the promises that seem so real
I have learned so much from the world,
and still, I continue to fail
I wonder if relying on my knowledge alone
is why I can't prevail
If only I had a teacher who has walked my path,
and could show me the way
An all-knowing mentor who I could follow,
and strive to be like them someday
Would there be a chance of curing the pain
that resides within my being
Could I find answers to open my eyes
to all the wrongs and truly seeing
So, as I bow my head, holding this book,
my hopeful prayer would be
I'd find truth in Your words and the voice I hear,
that is saying you can learn from me