Prayer War

O God, I pray You hard, I pray You strong,
I shoot at You my puny shells of prayer,
and I persist, O Lord, I pray You long,
shoot back at me, my target soul laid bare.

"Thy will be done" ends every prayer I pray,
yet I pray hard because I want this bad,
You won't give stones for bread, I saw You say,
but if You tell me no, I won't be mad.

And now, O God, You see me on my knees,
I don't just kneel and pray, You see me cry,
I beg You for what You can give with ease,
I fire prayer bomblets and let bullets fly.

God, I surrender what I'm praying for,
before we even fight this long prayer war.

                    -- by Pete Voelz       9/09