I am weak and very small at times,
I need your hand to lift and hold.
I try to do the things I should,
the things that you have told.
I fall short and fail sometimes,
you know, you see all I do.
So I fold my hands on bended knees
and lift a prayer to you.
I pray Dear God,that you see my best
even when my actions don’t show.
I know you remember who I really am
even when I, myself, don’t know.
I pray you guide me by the heart
down the path that you choose for me.
I thank you Dear God, for all that you are
and your blessings that I’ve received.
By Pamela G. Smith