Giving Praise

A Prayer of Hope

Arise my heart
on borrowed wing,
echo the songs
the Angel's sing,
and praise the day
for all she brings.

Arise my soul
on proffered hands,
mirror the thoughts
of foreign lands,
and praise each hour
in falling sands.

Arise my voice
on whispered breeze,
through open arms
of ancient trees,
and from the depths
of mighty seas.

Lift up my whole
and make me one,
with kith and kin
who since have gone,
and left us here
to soldier on.

Lift up my eyes
to his fair gaze,
and guide me home
through all my days,
of love and joy
and giving praise.

Author's Note

Be honest

Reviews

[pinkasylum]

How beautiful, this is my favorite of all your pieces so far, it's penned with such grace and with splendid words that blend beginning to end.

[Ruth]

Refreshing change actually to read something like this....we all need hope..this is glorious love! xx

[annie minus]

I love this, it's so joyful and beautifully flowing, love the 3rd verse in particular. Annie:)

[Daytonight]

What a beautiful song of praise! So lovingly written. Keep on penning!