("She" refers to the Spirit)
When She leaves on the wind like the ocean tide retreating, Oh, Lord, hear my prayer.
When She calls on the breeze like a whisper in my ear, Oh, Lord, hear my prayer.
When She hears my plea like the lambs a calling, Oh, Lord, hear my prayer.
When She keeps my love like the last leaf hanging on, Oh, Lord, hear my prayer.
When She lays down Her life like the shepherd does for a sheep, Oh, Lord, hear my prayer.
When She know I'm safe like the mother bird and her little chicks, Oh, Lord, hear my prayer.
When She is free like a box without a lid, Then Lord let me go free to be with her in heaven.
--written by Thea, age 12
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