When the storms of the life cloud my vision

and I can’t seem to find my way–

when I struggle, Lord, to find your amazing grace

when I travel day to day, and I cry through the night;

when there seems no other way along life’s road;

let me know that you’re faithful when I pray.

There are times when I can’t see

the load ahead that waits for me.

Then, when you rain down on my soul

when the rivers of anointing flow,

let me know that you can restore my peace.

Sometimes I fail, Lord, but help me to know

that it’s through the doors of my praise

you will lead me and give me light.

Keep me Lord, in the power of your might;

hear my cry, when I call your name.

I know you’ll speak, peace be still, in my storm;

you’ll show me your light in my darkest night;

and if I’m willing to be tried by fire

I will come forth as purest gold.

It is a privilege to pray as we can see from this week’s Lattereign.

The Privilege of Prayer