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Please teach me, Lord ... I want to know Exactly how to pray.��
I need some words Which ones are right? Please tell me what to say.
�� I've bowed my head I have knelt down, But ... should I be upright?
�� I've closed my eyes, I've raised my hands, Or ... should I fold them tight?
�� Do I stand up? Should I sit down? Dear Lord ... what do you like?
�� Are lights turned on Or are they off? Maybe ... candle light?
Wear my glasses? �� Take them off? Be at my desk or table?
Should I whisper? Speak out loud? �� Do I quote the Bible?
What do you think about the time? Do You prefer the dawn?
�� Should I pray fast, Or keep it slow? Better short ... or long?
�� I'm new at this What are the rules? I want to do it right.
�� How do I know You'll even hear That I am in Your sight?
�� And while I sat there quietly, Waiting for some sign, I heard a gentle voice say,
�� "Oh, dearest child of mine ... Do you think I really care About the time of day, Or whether you are standing up, Or kneeling when you pray?"
�� "I don't care about your posture, Or about the place you choose; Just open up your soul to me, I have no other rules.
�� Tell me what is in your heart, And tell me what you seek; Tell me of your sorrows, And of those things that made you weak."
�� "Speak to me in private About what concerns you most; I know about your good deeds ... You have no need to boast.
�� My child, you don't need lessons, Just talk to me each day; Tell me anything you want, dear child, Anyone can pray."
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