You hold the keys to the bosom of Abraham.
It is my prayer that you will accept me as I am.
True, I need polishing for whatever you have in store for me.
I know I have much to do in this lifetime for you see,
I have been told by those who have molded me from a pup.
'Worry looks around, sorry looks back, Faith looks up..'
I know that worry and sorrow are all around.
I only pray that my faith is totally sound.
Life throws many obstacles in our path it seems
Leaving us with solutions of vast extremes.
Only your love and guidance can see us through
The trials and tribulations, that we accrue.
My fervent prayer is my life has been sufficient.
Nothing that I have attempted has been deficient.
I know the day will come when my work is done.
Because of your loving grace I will have won,
A place of welcome in your realm.
With you always in charge and at the helm.
Till, then I thank you for being the beacon of light.
That keeps me on the path that is right.
