| Thought About Prayer |
I got up early one morning, And rushed right into the day, I had so much to accomplish, That I didn't have time to pray. Problems just tumbled about me, And heavier came each task, "Why God doesn't help me" I wondered, He answered "you didn't ask. I tried to come into God's presence, I used all my keys at the lock, God gently and lovingly chided, "My servant you didn't knock. I woke up early this morning, And paused before entering the day, I had so much to accomplish, That I had to take time to pray.
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