Lord Anoint This Poem

Lord anoint this poem,your hands upon my pen,help me to forget the past,this is now, that was thenLord anoint this poem,your hands upon this bookhelp me to live in the present,So to your hands I will look.Lord anoint this poem,your hands on these last verseshelp me plan with the grace of your hands,and not the weight of the universeLord anoint this poem,over and over againyour kingdom come, your will be done, amen. By Rebekah Bird