My thoughts are scattered,
My tongue can’t speak.
My knees don’t bend,
And my heart is weak.
But help me, Father,
Like sky and tree,
In every moment
Live a prayer to Thee.
My climbing out of bed,
Praise Your Name.
My putting on the kettle,
A confession of my need.
My coming and my going,
Thank you Lord.
My texts and emails,
Supplication for my friends.
My stirring at the stove,
Meditation on Your goodness.
My falling asleep, my dreaming,
Praise Your Name.