I prayed to the Father a prayer I will not repeat
But upon it’s fulfillment will Glory be sweet
For those one with Him who comes
Already know what prayer it is that becomes
With the grace of love and forgiveness
Making it everyone’s business
To acknowledge Him who comes

Soon it will be passed through thunder
Making the world in their place wonder
At the lack of generosity by most
But the loving gifts by others as host
I am but a nobody who needs Him
Sheltered from harm on a supernatural whim
And loves you because He loves you too