The same prayer again..

Lord, you are never tired
But, if I was you
I'd be..
Because it is always the same prayer
That you receive
From me.

Prayer for a purpose
And an instrument to be
To know my Master's dream
And fulfill it
Through all my deeds.

A daughter to you, Father
Beating Your heart in mine
Seeing beyond the obvious
And to learn what's in Your mind

But just know this Lord;
That I'll never say "No"
To anything you say;
Yes, I'll throw a tantrum
But in the end, I will obey.

A pen;
Or a broom,
Anything I can be;
As long as I'm working for
Your demands.
Living every moment
With joy and satisfaction
That I'm used by my Master's Hand.