Oh Father I ask,
Please make my trees fruitful,
May I add to Your garden,
Let them be useful.
Oh Father I ask,
Please guide my pen,
May my words point to You,
In Your direction.
Oh Father I ask,
Please use my hands,
As extensions of You,
They’re Yours to command.
Oh Father I ask,
Lift my plane from the ground,
May it fly as You will,
And arrive safe and sound.
Oh Father I ask,
Set my strings to your tune,
May they add to your song,
And harmonize with You.
Oh Father I ask,
Let my tools do Your bidding,
May You find use for them,
May they forever keep giving.
Amen.
