Prayer For the City
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Prayer for the City
Dear God,
How heavy are my thoughts tonight!
I feel the ills of the city, pressing, pressing.
For all the young people being arrested, right now.
Lord, hear my prayer.
For a hand lifting in anger toward another
For the body that prostitutes to feed the need
For all those in captivity of any kind
Lord, hear my prayers.
For the protecting of a child in danger
For the sacred souls in all children
Lord, hear my prayers
For those who sit under bridges, doorways and plastic bags
Lord, hear my prayer
For every siren wail and 911 call
For every doctor waging war with a bullet or knife hole
Lord, hear my prayers
For every noisy, cramped, dysfunctional, roach infested house where
a flower blooms,
Lord, hear my prayer.
2/5/17
social justice free verse
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2017
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