by Buddy Netter

Created on: June 06, 2009

My Desperate Prayer

Alone in my youth, in the midst of despair,
In the darkness, I cried out my one hopeful prayer.
Oh please Lord, hear me, I'm alone and afraid,
Can you send me a mate who is loving and brave?

He doesn't have to be perfect, Lord, handsome, or rich,
But please let him love me, even when I'm a bitch.
Please send him soon Lord, as I feel incomplete,

Just send me my soul mate, who's real, no deceit.

And lo and behold, my prayer was granted,
My young knight was delivered, the seed of love planted.
I knew at the outset it was love at first sight,
My true love was here; it had to be right.
God knew my needs more than I understood,
And he sent me my mate, loving, strong and good.

We soon took for granted what was once exciting
And flirtations from others became so enticing.
God's gift of a mate was then tossed aside,
And in selfish desire, I soon took a ride.
Satan laughed at my folly in wicked glee
As I threw away the gift God had given to me.

Once more I experienced the new thrill of delight,
As I chose my adventure over what was right.
My new mate and I reached new heights and depths,
And I swore to myself I'd have no regrets.

And then he left me. . . alone and afraid,
I saw much too late the mistake I had made.
I mourned for what I had so carelessly tossed.
But it was too late to recover what I had lost.

God saw His gift suffering, sad and alone,
And in His mercy, He took him on home.
Once again I am lost in hopeless despair,
But now all alone, I have not a prayer.

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