For eyes I pray to see and feel
what prophets longed to taste,
How God’s own Son, gave up his life—
for sinners ran his race.
For faith I pray to overcome
the world and false delight,
The devil’s lies and compromise,
to shine with gospel light,
For hope I pray that does not shame—
I’m never left alone,
For in my heart the Spirit’s love,
has marked me as his own,
For love I pray that does not boast,
nor press for its own way,
But bears, believes and hopes all things,
till th’perfect comes to stay,
For joy I pray to suffer well—
a slave of Christ my king,
Though shackles chain my arms of flesh,
yet still his praise I sing
For peace I pray to quell my fears
concerning earthly cares
To guard my anxious heart and mind
in every day’s affairs
For grace I pray to understand,
though Satan’s thorns I bear,
His power in my feebleness,
reveals my Master’s care.
For pow’r I pray to preach the Word
that pierces hearts of stone,
and reap the fields of human souls
and shepherd lost ones home,
Oh Father God, who called me first,
and drew my heart to thee,
Preserve my soul till home I come,
to live eternally.
Article by: Samuel Chua
