Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Jul 12, 2008 18:34:15 GMT -5
Prayer for an Unborn Child
Little one, only God can know your destination.
Meditation, Contemplation, Prayer-
They’re only leaving bright raw tracks
Upon my heart.
Only God can hold your future
Not my poor hopes and dreams
Of you, six-months grown healthy
And propped up in a brown chair-
Aware, and eyes that follow like a star
Afar -and part of your destiny.
And can I dare to hope?
Cleave to that vision
Grasp at a healing; revealing love
And Grace -and a place for you
In His almighty plan?
Though I am drowning in a fear of grief-
Lord I DO believe,
Help thou my unbelief.
© PAULINE GRIFFITHS
Little one, only God can know your destination.
Meditation, Contemplation, Prayer-
They’re only leaving bright raw tracks
Upon my heart.
Only God can hold your future
Not my poor hopes and dreams
Of you, six-months grown healthy
And propped up in a brown chair-
Aware, and eyes that follow like a star
Afar -and part of your destiny.
And can I dare to hope?
Cleave to that vision
Grasp at a healing; revealing love
And Grace -and a place for you
In His almighty plan?
Though I am drowning in a fear of grief-
Lord I DO believe,
Help thou my unbelief.
© PAULINE GRIFFITHS