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…