Ah, don't let my prayer seem too little to You, God. You sit up there, so white and old, with all the angels about You. And I come to You with a prayer about a telephone call. Ah, don't laugh, God. You see, You don't know how it feels.. Nothing can touch You; no one can twist Your heart in his hands. This is suffering, God, this is bad, bad suffering. Won't You help me? For Your Son's sake, help me. You said You would do whatever was asked of You in His name. Oh, God, in the name of Thine only beloved Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord, let him telephone me now.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
MY PRAYER !!!!!!!!
Ah, don't let my prayer seem too little to You, God. You sit up there, so white and old, with all the angels about You. And I come to You with a prayer about a telephone call. Ah, don't laugh, God. You see, You don't know how it feels.. Nothing can touch You; no one can twist Your heart in his hands. This is suffering, God, this is bad, bad suffering. Won't You help me? For Your Son's sake, help me. You said You would do whatever was asked of You in His name. Oh, God, in the name of Thine only beloved Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord, let him telephone me now.
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