Lord, I lift my friend to Your throne of mercy;

I know you see her sad life torn apart.

You feel the pain she’s buried deep within;

You hold the key to her locked away heart.

 

God, You know the pain inside there is brutal,

And endlessly filled with a fresh supply …

It seems too much for one human to handle,

Yet even now within I sense Your reply.

 

Yes, child, some things you cannot understand,

And what I allow may seem unkind and cruel;

But my grace is enough for anyone’s life…

Jesus  knows their pain, has felt it in full.

 

Oh, God, give my friend strength to reach out to Him,

Help her open her heart and release everything

Into the hands of her loving Redeemer.

Please give her the grace all her problems to bring.

 

Let faith rise within, e’en but a mustard seed 

Is all that we need to believe and be saved!

So, please God, in her sad sickness please come,

 Open her eyes to the forgiveness you gave.

 

 I ask you, dear God, to behold that small seed …

Perhaps buried deep in rejection and loss,

There glistens some hopeful desire to believe;

That will bring her to You, no matter the cost.