I came before you this morning in sorrowful petition,
Wounded and broken in spirit lowly in position,
Tears flowed when the words would not easily come,
Groaning in my spirit travailing to the faithful One,
There are times when praying with words is not enough,
When the burdens are great and the right words are tough,
My soul prays deep burdens and sorrows poured out moaning,
As my troubled spirit cries out in lamenting a soul groaning,
Words cannot express this deep sorrowing in my soul,
Trusting for help - healing and longing to be made whole,
I cannot come with eloquence of words before you,
Today my prayer in groaning and tears will have to do.
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