Wednesday, October 5, 2011

For Those Who Pray...

This poem was inspired by above post...

There is no wall that a prayer cannot scale
No hill it cannot rise above
No plea too unworthy; no whisper too frail
For the God of compassion and love
No beggar too poor, no scholar too wise
No wealth that can ever exceed
The mercy descending, as we lift our cries
To One who beholds every need

In poverty, sickness, in sorrow or pain
In hopelessness or despair
In all of life’s troubles we do not understand
We may touch God in a prayer
When words are too hard and the misery too deep
His pure, gracious love intercedes
He hears the groan of our hearts as we weep
And ministers to our deepest needs

He hears our praise and our creature complaints
He sees every tear that we shed
When spirit is willing, but our body faints
He carries us through vales of dread
Far, far away across oceans and plains
In jungle or dungeon or tent
Prayer reaches out as it heals or sustains
The one for whom it is sent

In every nation, in every tongue
He hears and He understands
No mortal too old or ever too young
To put their trust into His hands
For those who pray, though we don’t understand
As we place in His keeping, our care
What comfort to feel the touch of His hand
As we reach out to Him in a prayer

Janet Martin

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. 27 And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.

28 And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who[i] have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:26-28

1 comment:

Brenda @ It's A Beautiful Life said...

I LOVE that photo.....

I am so glad to know there is no wall that a prayer cannot scale....