Dear Lord,
I am but a soldier,
Caught up in a world,
That I do not,
That I cannot,
Understand.
Just a simple man,
A woman,
Having been thrust,
Into a war,
Between two foes,
Each bent upon,
Destroying the other.
I have been told,
That we are good,
And that they,
The enemy,
Are evil.
Suspended,
Midway,
Between the two.
Dear Lord,
Guide me in thy ways,
Teach me how to think,
Tell me how to live my life.
Grant me the strength,
To stand up,
Even the courage,
To follow in thy ways,
The wisdom to walk,
In your footsteps.
That I might take my place,
At your side,
That I might share with you,
The passion of "the cross."
That I might learn,
To love my enemy,
That I might,
Learn to stand,
In his shoes,
That I might,
Realize that his pain,
Is the same,
As my own.
I pray that you would,
Take me in thy hand,
That you would mold me,
Remake me,
To be more like you.
That I might look upon,
My foe as a friend,
That I might,
Extend to him my hand,
That in the presence,
Of your love,
We might become as one.
