the Fourth Prayer

Белова Мария
Lord i'm here and I'm asking for help.
After trying to get any better in vain.
But my time has been shortened
by sins of my mortal
insatiable
Flesh

of my mortal
voracious
and horrible
brain.


Lord, I can't say "forgive me" or "make me forget". I'm in pain - it's okay. I'm your child, not your pet. I'm so weak. I'm alone in this world, clutching folds of Your robe for support.

But take my hand and lead me after you.
Let me see your path among the darkness of my sins.
All I want to say is "May You always be within
Our hearts to show us what is true.
The joy of love is filling every moment, every day
When my choise is going in Your wake".