Help me, Lord, to leave my hurried life behind.
Help me now the quiet life within Thy templed trees and lakes to find.
Give me eyes to see each task upon the trail.
Give me faith to know Thy eyes will never fail.
Grant me patience when the portage paths seem long.
Grant me grace to share with friends in word and song.
Plant clean wings upon my feet which now with laden shoes are shod.
Silence me, O Christ, I would be still and know that Thou are God.
Amen.
Chelsea I really like this, especially the second line. Did you get this at camp or what?
ReplyDeleteyea this is the prayer of the voyageur that we often sing at camp! I really like it as well!
ReplyDeleteGoogle makes the world even smaller Chelsea! Thanks for posting this many moons ago... The prayer has been rolling through my mind and I didnt have a few of the words :) Hope you are well!
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