Pray

When my future becomes bleak,
And I have no one with whom to speak
Your divine intervention I seek.
And so I pray.
When my strength gives in in the middle of a fight
And I am too weak to take flight
I call upon you to restore my might
That is why I pray
And when my season of harvest is at hand
And the wealth accumulated is like sand
Lest I forget the giver of all that is grand
Remind me to pray