While the night unfolds and the hours tick by
The world sleeps but why can't I?
I wonder how it is this sort of thing has come to be
Perhaps it is the Lord who wants me to see
There are far more who toss and turn like me.
How do we use the time that is now handed to us?
Do we use it wisely or do we fuss and cuss?
Do we mis-use this gift of time that has been dealt?
It is far better to pray that peace may be felt
And that bitter sin encrusted hearts would melt.
The world is in need of salvation and much prayer
Nations need warriors to lift them up in care
To the Lord our God who alone can mend the ills
With Love each human heart He generously fills
As His Holy Spirit over the receptive soul spills.
It seems the reason for the wakefulness is now clear
As we pray for our world and those we hold dear
In the right frame of mind inspired by God above
We lift up our neighbor in prayer and in love
Then we retire again blessed by the Holy Dove.
© Mel Patterson, 1-4-11