I may not know just what to say
Or how to put it into words sometimes;
My tongue gets tied.
And all the words of other men
Seem to sound so eloquent
Compared to mine.
When my brokenness is all I have to share
I may stumble and stutter, but to You;
It's the perfect prayer.
I want to speak words from my heart
But I just don't know where to start sometimes.
What are my lines?
I may not please the ear of man
But somehow You still understand,
And it's all right.
If I'm honest, You will meet me anywhere
And anything I whisper in Your name
Is the perfect prayer.
If I stood and paid You tribute
With a long impassioned speech
It still wouldn't mean as much
As when I fall to my knees.
When my silences are all I have to share
My quiet time I spend in thoughts of You
Is the perfect prayer.
Is the perfect prayer.
Our Father,
Who art in Heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name;
Thy Kingdom come,
Thy will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day,
Our daily bread;
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those
Who trespass against us;
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil.
For Thine is the Kingdom,
And the power,
And the glory, forever.
Amen.