O my Father, I have moments of deep unrest
Moments when I know not what to ask
for reason of the very excess of my wants.
I have in these hours no words for You;
no conscious prayers for You.
My prayer seems purely worldly;
I want only the wings of a dove that
I may flee away.
Yet all the time
You have accepted my unrest as a prayer,
You have interpreted its cry for a dove’s
wings as a cry for You,
You have received the nameless
longing of my heart as the intercessions
of Your Spirit.
I know not what I ask
But you know what I ask, O my God.
You know the name of that need which
lies beneath my speechless groan.
You know that, because I am made in Your
image, I can rest only in what gives rest
to You;
Therefore You have counted my unrest
unto me for righteousness and have
called my groaning Your Spirit’s prayer
Amen
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