“My Evening Prayer,” Friend, June 1979, 33
My Evening Prayer
Each night before my prayers are said
My dad will sit upon my bed
And as we talk about the day
My hurts and fears just slip away
Because my dad is here with me.
My heart feels then that all is well,
and so I kneel and softly tell
Another Father of my day
And thank Him for His loving way
Of always being near to me.
