Rains of heart prayers soak like love
Entrusted as seedlings to God above.
There, with wings like a flock of His doves
Skies are seasoned with reasons thereof.
Reign, become. Be the blessing’s sweet roam.
Show our return, a Promise from home.
Sweeten the ground with gentle remind
until we are gathered again in Your time.
Rains of heart prayers soak like love
Entrusted as seedling to God above.
Here, with longing that aches to pray
Choruses whisper of a new dawn’s day.
© 2020 Linda Willows
1 John 15:14-15 –And this is the confidence that we have toward him, that if we ask anything according to his will he hears us. And if we know that he hears us in whatever we ask, we know that we have the requests that we have asked of him.
Isaiah 65:24 –Before they call I will answer; while they are yet speaking I will hear.
Isaiah 41:10 –The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.”
