When I Stop Praying (Poem)
When I Stop Praying When I stop praying - my whole life falls apart, No joy thrills my soul, no peace fills my heart, My compassion soon dies and my desires are not met, The future seems uncertain, and there's no end of debt. When I stop praying - it is obvious, the Lord I have not sought, I have not seen Him work in my life and heart as I ought, The things that I loathe about myself are still there, And the plans that I am making are castles built on the air. When I stop praying - I have let reign fear and doubt, I have taken the reins of my life and left the Master out; To other Christians and the world, I have let it be known That I am prideful and think I can do it all on my own. When I stop praying - it's obvious to the Lord that I fell From my own steadfastness while others are on their way to Hell, I am not standing in the gap, nor caring for the lost, I am not plucking brands from the fire, nor counting the cost. When I start praying again - the reverse is quite true,...