My Friend 

My prayer to You this day, Lord,

Is a cry to hear my pain—

I’m hurting for my friend, Lord,

I know it’s not in vain.

 

For You can mend the broken heart;

Heal broken bodies, too.

And although I don’t know Your will,

Your way is best, it’s true.

 

I come to You in earnest prayer

Through tears of sorrow, calling.

Asking that my friend may feel

Your healing on her, falling.

 

Sometimes Your will’s not understood,

The way bad things befall us.

Sometimes it’s hard to just have faith,

Your will is best for all of us.

 

So, if her healing is Your will,

My thanks come from my heart.

But if Your will is otherwise,

My thanks I’ll still impart.

 

For You are gracious, kind, and true;

Our Father, full of love.

You help us stand and let us know

Our strength is from above.