If My People Pray

If My People Pray

Somewhere in our country

The great old USA

There lies a heart of courage

To restore our freedoms for which we pray

We came from lands far away

Seeking God's inalienable rights 

Written down in faith by brave men

Their protection worth the fight

Adversity and evil tried to beat us down

And rip our dreams apart

But the nation who put their trust in God

Still stands, but with tattered heart. 

Tattered by the drugs and violence

Among young children in our land

Searching deeply for answers 

Found only in God's plan. 

Further worn by the loss of lives

In the battles we have fought

Because freedom isn't free

With a price it has been bought

Running tired from divisions

That rip throughout the land

Wondering what it was

That made this country grand

There is a promise from our maker

That if we will humble be

And spill our troubles before our God

By praying together on our knees

God would send his Spirit down

To move among his creation

And through his mighty outstretched hand

Would bring healing upon our nation

The healing that comes with kindness 

Blessing neighbors with our speech

Giving to the poor our resources

And with compassion teach

Teaching of the way God values

All the world that is in his hand

And learning well to listen

To his eternal plan. 

Jeremiah 29:11-12 (KJV)

For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord , thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end. 

[12] Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you.

Jeff Dyk