The Beauty of Prayers

It could be the kneeling down for hours
It could be the flowing tears on your face
It could be the sweet-yet-painful surrender
It could be the contrite heart as He touches
It could be the groaning spirit within which thirsts for Him
It could be the persistence in knocking the doors of heaven

Until mercies be extended
Until eyes be enlightened
Until hearts melt down
Until brokennesses be healed
Until He wholly reigns over our lives
Until doors be opened wide and blessings be poured out abundantly

Lord, this is my heart's desire, to seek after You

Lord, again and again, bring me to my knees...

KLM - Fill a Plane