Oh, Father, hear my plea.

Your creation is groaning.

Great is the suffering of the lost;

they can no longer see You.

The enemy has cast out a flood of sorrow,

and the children are being swept away.

The time is dark and full of bitterness;

the people no longer remember

the warmth of Your divine presence.

Hear my plea, Father God.

Attend to the cry of Your handmaiden.

I am lowly and have been humbled,

yet You have shown me great favor—

not because I was worthy, for I was not.

In the filth of this world, You found me,

despised and forgotten by men.

I had no hope; despair was my friend.

You called out, and the enemy fled from Your presence.

You are mighty; You are the Father of Creation.

There are none like You.

You alone are worthy of my praise.

I want them to know; I want them to see

the marvelous works of Your hand.

I am honored and humbled

by the work You have done in my innermost being.

My past has become a small memory,

compared to Your great mercy.

Renew a right mind in me;

give strength to Your handmaiden.

Lead me on the path You have ordained.

Be a lamp unto my feet; do not let me be defeated.

May the witness of Your Son Yeshua shine bright in me.

May the testimony of Your work be received,

that all may know and see.

I serve the God of Creation,

and He has done marvelous work in me.

Not that my flesh should glory,

for I am little, but Your work in me is great.

Be glorified, my King.

You alone are worthy to be praised.

In the name of Yeshua,

I lay my petition at Your feet.

Amen and Amen

DeAnn Daniels