I say a little prayer ,
That I may have a house of spotless beauty but from within,
That if I have time for cleaning and polishing,
Oh that it may be of godliness instead of sheer cleanliness,
Oh that I may have the chance to leave fingerprints in the little ones,
Oh that I may wipe the tears away before I wipe up the spilled milk,
Oh that I may pick up the child before I pick up the toys.
I say a little prayer,
That I may have a life of adventure and fun,
That if I have interruptions and distractions,
Oh that I may look upon them as opportunities to reach out,
Oh that my territories may be enlarged,
Oh that I may spread the light that one might never have known.
I say a little prayer,
That I may have eternal youth and light within that never dies out,
That if I am blessed with grace and beauty,
Oh that it may shine like the silver in the furnace of fire,
Oh that I may be refined and polished till the image of He is reflected.
With this, I surrender to the fate that withholds,
To the Hands that Moulds,
When I say a little prayer.
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