Prayer For Healing And Strength Poem

Out of this life I shall never take
Things of silver and gold I make.
All that I cherish and hoard away
After I leave, on earth must stay.

Though I have toiled for a painting rare
To hang on my wall, I must leave it there.
Though I call it mine and boast its worth,
I must give it up when I quit the earth.

All that I gather and all that I keep
I must leave behind when I fall asleep.
And I wonder often, just what I shall own
In that other life, when I pass alone.

What shall He find and what shall He see
In the soul that answers the call for me?
Shall the great Judge learn, when my task is through,
That my soul had gathered some riches, too?

Or shall at the last, it be mine to find,
That all I had worked for I'd left behind?


You're going through a bad time
and you don't feel like the sun can shine.
The Lord is with you
at the end of the tunnel, He is waiting for you.

You can do it and it's okay
if you can't believe it.
But yes, there is a pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.


Yesterday, I was the mist of the waterfall
Tomorrow I will be a raindrop
Racing toward my destiny
But today
I am the cloud
Floating amidst the mountain peaks
The hangman's noose is empty
For I am life
I cannot be destroyed
The winds of adversity
Buffet and mould me
Yet I float free
I am freedom
The bird that flits happily
Among olive trees
I am the wind of the evergreen glades
I am boundless
Without secrets, without fear
I am love
The red ferns on mossy grass
I am Now
This hour, eternity
I know no beginning or end
I cannot be destroyed.


Never forget that the Lord is with you
Keep believing that you can pull through
Trust in yourself that you can do whatever
even if you feel like fainting wherever.
All it takes is one push
And you'll get there in rush
whatever waves that come your way
You'll make it an other way.
Tell anyone close to you,
hey, you can do it too!


Be happy,
Be cheerful,
Be joyful,
Be ecstatic,

God has something wonderful for you.


I asked the Lord, that I might grow
In faith, and love, and every grace;
Might more of His salvation know,
And seek more earnestly His face.

T'was He who taught me thus to pray
and He I trust has answered prayer,
but it has been in such a way
it almost drove me to despair.

I hoped that in some favored hour
At once He'd answer my request,
and by His love's constraining power
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.

Instead of this, He made me feel
the hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry powers of hell
Assault my soul in every part.

Yea more, with His own hand He seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,
Blasted my gourds, and laid me low.

Lord, why is this?' I trembling cried,
Wilt thou pursue Thy worm to death?'
This in this way,' the Lord replied,
I answer prayer for grace and faith.

These inward trials I employ
From self and pride to set thee free;
And break thy schemes of earthly joy,
That thou mayst seek thy all in Me.'


Under the wing of an angel, we feel protected
Through prayers to God, we feel connected.

Peace is said to be offered on the wings of a dove
Prayers can bring peace along with hope, faith, and love.

Wings of a jet plane provide steady flight
I pray you remain steady and strong through this fight.

Butterflies have wings to fly playfully free
And free from this monster is what I pray you'll soon be.

Birds spread their wings as they may leave their nest
We're spreading our prayers that you'll always be Blessed

Go fight and win this battle you didn't start
On the wings of an angel and prayers from my heart


Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is error, truth;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
It is in self-forgetting that we find;
And it is in dying to ourselves that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.