Seeing through My Father’s Eyes

Father, give me Your spiritual eyes to see

The suffering cries of humanity

The prostitute on the street

The disabled who can’t walk, see, speak or hear

The abused who live in fear

The police officer who risks their life out on the beat

That child longing for a home

The broken in spirit who from You far do roam

That promising student living in poverty’s degradation

Who is willing to work hard to get an education

The soldier who risks their life every day

Who goes into the hellish fray

For their protection, Lord, we do pray

For the soldier who dies in the line of fire

We pray their soul You’ll take up higher

Give us Your eyes to see

The addict seeking a way out of their living hell

The teenager who for a fix her body does sell

That homeless man who asks from you, from me

An ounce of our soul’s humanity

Father, give me a heart for the stranger who wanders into our church sanctuary

Who answers the call of Christ to be set free

Praying that their beautiful soul You’ll help me see

Help me to hear the cries of those who live in joy-stealing poverty

Give me Your arms that reach out to the broken-hearted

Who from You they have departed

Remove my spiritual blindness

And give me Your loving kindness

Let Your compassion live inside of me

And help me through Your eyes see

Those heart cries of suffering humanity

And tell them that Your love will set them free

A beautiful world it can be for you, for me

For all humanity

When we have our Father’s eyes

















About osborne2029

I enjoy spending time with people just having a coffee or talking about life, philosophy, religion, politics or sharing a favorite joke or story. We learn from one another as we interact and share our joys, challenges and even our times of sadness. I enjoy reading, writing, singing and sharing in the blessing of community whether that is one on one or in groups. I'm married and am powned by two kitties named Sir William of Lounge a.k.a. Sir Lounge a Lot and Princess Catherine of Chaos a.k.a. Her Royal Highness Catherine of Englehart. I m in an M.A.-Ph.D program with St. James the Elder Theological Seminary to train to become a psychotherapist and priest. Let us pray for and reach out to each other with kindness, love and an embracing compassion. We can working together be servants with two open hands to those in need so that hate, indifference and inequality would lose and love will win. The peace and abounding joy of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you.

Posted on June 13, 2014, in Poetry, Video and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. I pray this piece travels into many hearts. Thanks for the reblog. Praying for God’s richest blessings into every area of your life. Keep up the good fight on your blog speaking the truth people need to hear.



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