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