TV's PRAYER

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It has been said by many that my mind is

surely ill,

But I'll accept these trials oh God, if it is thy holy will.

For peace and joy, which fill my soul whene're I choose to cross,

Cannot in truth, which I hold dear, be called injurious loss.

Tis not a loss to feel complete, to have contentment reign,

Within my breast my spirit sings a gentle soft refrain.

Cleanse my soul of shadows, of the deeds I've done in shame,

Guide my hand, Oh God of Love, to bless thy holy name.

Give to me the strength to do, what you have deemed I should,

And lead me Lord, should I grow weak, back to the path of good.

Help me to show to others, that their earthly eyes may see,

That your love will last forever-through all eternity.

Give to them, I pray thee, the peace which I have known.

Conduct them to the land of joy, which thou to me hast shown.

Grant them too, the wonderous stream of thy unending grace,

That they may live within the light

projected from thy face.

This is my prayer, my Father, this my humble plea,

That I may be of use, of help, I ask this, Lord, of thee.

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