One humble prayer, a holy plea,
Can shift the world, its wonders wake,
For our Father reigns, the King of Kings,
His throne eternal, none forsake.
May prayer rise ceaseless, pure, divine,
A sacred discourse, heart to soul,
Weaving dreams vast, needs deep, hopes high,
To claim the lost, to make them whole.
O privilege sweet, this holy call,
To seek His will, His kingdom’s gain,
For precious souls, eternal, prized,
Through saving grace, forever reign.