Father May We Hear Thy Voice

Michael E. Wood
March 15/17, 2012

While in communion with our Father driving toward Atria for the regular Thursday meeting, in the Life Guidance Center, the first stanza of the following prayer in the form of poetry came to mind, of which I hurriedly wrote down before entering the facility. As I read it to Dianna, she commented that it sounded like a song. As the rest of the day and the following day was filled with various activities the thought briefly went through my mind that it might actually enter into the file of unfinished poems we have named sparks. Saturday afternoon upon reading the beginning once again, the completion came rather quickly.

Oh Father May we hear Thy voice
As those of whom You’ve made by choice
To bring to You an offering
Of praise in worship as we sing.


For even at our very best
Tis only Christ in whom we rest
Assured amidst our suffering
Your glory shows in what we bring.


As You alone our hearts can see
Unfold to us the mystery
Anew that we may seek Your face
In awe and wonder of Your grace.


Oh by Thy Word to us declare
The glory of Thy presence there
On high and yet within our midst
With contrite, broken spirits kissed,
Prepare us for that glad some day
When all before You then we lay
The crowns of which to us You gave
To show that Christ alone doth save.