Prayers On Fire

When You are silent,
And don’t speak to me,
I still know Your’re there,
Even though I cannot see.

I talk to You,
Each and every day,
And during the night,
You hear me say…

Prayer is my medicine,
When I am feeling down.

Prayer is my solution,
When one can’t be found.

Prayer is my calm,
Within the storm.

Prayer is my communication,
With you Lord…

When I am quiet and listening,
I hear You whisper low,
Others days, with activity,
You talk loud so I know…

Where to go….

Prayer is the answer,
Creating Psalms in my head.
I pray in the morning,
And all day, before bed…

Prayer is my blaze,
As I go through life.
The match to gasoline,
Burning away my strife.

Blazing my way through…
My prayers on fire…
On fire for you…

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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