A Mother's Prayer

A precious sister in Christ sent this. As I read it, I was moved to tears. This prayer should be made for all children, and grandchildren as well...


I ask not for
riches for my little boy;
His poverty –
this is my plea;
That poor in
his spirit he’d cry out to You;
From all
trust in self he would flee.

I ask not
that happiness fills all his days,
But fear of
his Holy God grows;
That mourning
both sin and contempt for Your Name,
Your comfort
in Christ he would know.

I ask not
that he’d do all he wants to achieve,
But instead
would submit to Your will;
And as he
learns meekness, You’d teach him Your ways,
In awe of You
he would “Be still”.

I ask not
that he’d be satisfied with his lot,
But a hunger
and thirst he would feel,
And for
righteousness’ sake a slave he would be,
Your Spirit
in him as Your seal.

I ask not for
accolades in his career,
But mercy to
others he’d show;
Keen to
forgive those who’ve wronged him at all,
His own sins
once scarlet - now snow.

I ask not
that he’d win the acclaim of his friends,
But Your face
alone he would seek;
His
conscience now cleansed by the blood of the Lamb
Your truth
from his heart he would speak.

I ask not
that his life from trouble be free,
But his work
be the gospel of peace,
And that deep
in his heart his sonship he’d know
So that fear
and worry can cease.

O Lord, now
I’m trembling - please come, strengthen me,
Voice
faltering as I intercede;
Should he be
persecuted because of his faith
I pray that
Your grace meets our need.


(based on
Matthew 5:3-10)