Heaviness of Heart
by Barbara Philbrook

Lord I'm experiencing some heaviness of heart today,
I offer you praise and honor in hopes of chasing it away.

There is no sickness of any new kind,
no reason for depression to enter my mind.

Yet heaviness of heart is what I am feeling just now,
so I present it to you Lord as you have taught me how.

I lift my voice in praise of your most precious name,
I offer honor and glory to the very same.

I say praise you Father for the sun that shines,
and thank you for the gift of making words rhyme.

Thank you for the very air I breath,
and thank you for providing my every need.

Thank you for the roof over my head,
and for the fact that I sleep in a clean warm bed.

Thank you for the clothes I wear,
and that when I pray you always hear.

Thank you for the church I am able to attend,
and that in my life there are less people I offend.

There once was a time I offended most I met,
and now Dear Lord I say little I regret.

Thank you Father for caring about me,
thank you for making me all I can be.

Thank you too for the heaviness of heart,
so much more I appreciate the peace you impart.

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