Father's Daughter

My Father, I spread my hands before you I petition you I lift my mother before your throne Bless, Lord, bless, bless and heal Father, speak her name to your servants From the four winds I pray Raise up intercessors to pray for her Whisper her name to them Use them to fill your bowls for her Words of life and blessing Words of birthright and fulfillment Words of honor and authority Dominion, a return to ancient paths Send her more plumed messengers Send more angels to guard over her Speak to her in all your glorious ways Send more friends to touch her To love her with their hands Hug her with their arms Reward her mercy with mercy Father, water her seeds Give her 100 fold harvest on them Make her Anna years precious Use them to form jewels in her crown Prepare a place for her near the throne Heal her land In her heart and under her feet Bring her dancing into the Holy City Dripping with the oil of joy Stephen Pursell,  6/04