Good Morning Lord, it is me your old friend,

You will never believe the shape that I am in,

I have tried my best to be strong through it all,

I cannot make it on my own, so I had to give you a call,

My Momma said that you are never too busy to talk to me,

So here I am talking to you,on bended knee,

I know I should call you at the end of every day,

I guess I let my own life stand in the way,

Did I ever stop to thank you for giving your son?

Did I ever understand because of him all my battles had been won?

Why is it that I seem to call you only in my darkest hour,

Daddy taught me from my birth that Only You have the true power,

Before I go I want to thank you for all the love you have shown to me ,

I hear your sweet voice my Lord " IT IS DONE, LET IT BE.

©copyright ~ Johnnie Oakes~ 10/05/02