Dear Lord of all creation, <br />as I pray to you today. <br />I pray not for myself, <br />but for all those lost souls within our world. <br />For those who feel themselves <br />not worthy of any mortal standing. <br />Those who are so convinced by their mind <br />that they haven’t any friends. <br />Those who are constantly persecuted <br />by their own thoughts of weakness <br />that they fear the company of others <br />and even fear at times to venture outside. <br />I pray to you to let them know <br />that it is only in their mind. <br />To urge them to rejoice with people <br />that they do not know, <br />for there they will surely find friends <br />they never dreamed they ever had. <br />Please Lord for my sake help them all today.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-sunday-prayer-13/
