The Prayer of the People by Tyler Daniels

Toledo by Greco

As the nature of the world takes its course,

We find our souls screaming the chorus.

We gaze upon the horizon and see black and blue,

The city itself knows not what to do.

Crying for help but no one near,

The song comes out please someone hear.

O’ God hear my call,

My soul cries out don’t let me fall.

My eyes are bright,

I’ve begun to see the light.

I think this may be my time,

Give me the strength to make this climb.

I’m overcome with weakness

But I hear his voice and will not stress.

Please Lord; send out your holy hand,

And take me to the promise land.

I want to go through the pearly gates,

To see all the majesty that awaits.

Thank you Lord for being there,

to listen to my humble prayer.