Or To Beats

Lord, we cry for the ways that we deny the existence of their actions. May your Son’s satisfaction prove to be persistent against our resistance. We pray, Lord God, that our will and our strength and our heart and our mind would bind to your Son. We no longer would be blind and lame. We praise your name, proclaim your fame, and you tame that dark part of our hearts. And we harken when we start to brighten and get excited, Lord God, about what you're writing in your Psalms and calm like a bombing oil. Foil the plans of the Satan. No more hating and deflating, Lord God. Let us be rating you the highest, the Elohim, and, Lord God, who seems like a laser beam piercing into the very depths, Lord God. Let us be your reps in the streets as we proclaim your names, acapella, or to beat because you are the swell fellow, the One, the one who's done so much. You've changed us, Lord God. May you be the only hope of our nation. And we find joy in your salvation. May the Lord bless you and keep you. May the Lord turn his face towards you and be gracious to you. May the Lord shine the sun of his love of Jesus down upon you and grant you peace and joy and love. For we are his church. Amen.