A HEARTFELT PRAYER
O Lord! My Heavenly Father! It’s me again;
Who invoke you for some great gain.
Here I place a mammoth plea for my mate,
Shower your blessings and alter her fate.
The hurdles she faced were hard to bear,
Your silence all these days though not fair.
Nothing good happens was her constant cry,
Words were scarce to wipe her tears dry,
Like a summer tempest comes now an offer,
To lift her hopes and set things proper.
O Lord! Embrace her with your tender grace,
Touch her with a magic wand to win the race.
Let all the barriers and thorns be parted,
And life’s pretty, velvet roses be granted.
Kindly lead her way with your eternal light,
And lift her to reach magnificent height.
O LORD! My Lord! Grant her the best ever and ever,
This is my earnest prayer today and for ever.
Guide and protect my mate with all your power.
O Lord! My Lord! It’s me again.
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