Praying Time

Each afternoon at three o'clock, I kneel beside my bed,
And empty all the muddled thoughts that clutter up my head;
I set my mind on Jesus & I bless His Holy Name,
And if the day has all gone wrong, I praise Him just the same.

I list each thing that troubles me & name them off in prayer;
I give them all to Jesus & I trust them to His care;
I thank Him for the good things & I list them one-by-one;
My heart's a great deal lighter when my praying-time is done.

I ask the Lord to guide my life, to give my steps direction;
I thank him for His thoughts of me & hour-by-hour protection;
In confidence, I ask for gifts that only come from Him,
And dwell upon His mighty pow'r until my problems dim.

I pray for friends, for needs, for wants, & for His perfect will,
And then I wait upon the Lord & make my mind be still;
I listen for that still, small voice to speak to me, & then
I pray with peace & gratitude:   "In Jesus Name, Amen."

~ Connie Hinnen Cook ~
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"....when you pray,
go into your inner room,
and when you have shut your door,
pray to your Father who is in secret,
and your Father who sees in secret
will repay you."
(Matthew 6:6, NASB)

[ by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright © 2011, (coalcountry25@aol.com) -- from Connie Hinnen Cook ]