In Love With The Lord

A Prayer of Freedom

As surely as life is within me my tongue offers no deceit, for my heart is pure and dedicated. The churning of my love for you Father never stops, and its sweetness is multiplied with every breath. Limits beyond never reached or realized, yet a spawning desire ensues me to continue with hope. My spirit compels the shackles to be withdrawn and rid the distress from my bones, so that my soul may search for the years of contentment within. I find my riches stored in heaven from the days since I uttered your name, swirling from a dance of a mighty downpour of blessings. I ask for only that which is right and honest, and know that it will be given. I will dwell in the past no more, and sing praises with the clouds of saints in honor of your righteous name. I accept your exalted power to spin evil into gold as riches stored. I acknowledge the thunder of your guidance, and rejoice over everything that happens. My master holds the key to what purpose I will serve. I am yours Lord, and only you know why: for no one lays a hand on a broken man.