Dear God, I'm dying inside
There will be no Christmas for me
If soon I don't see the light.
Lost in my misery, estranged to the world of the living,
Fighting a range of passions, I really don't want to be feeling.
Misguided and Lost, I just want to get away
Trying to keep the faith, but sin keeps killing me.
Worried about my past, got me anxious about the future
Every time I sleep, I see the devil in my dreams
Dear Lord can you hear me? I've got friends who ain't like me
Feeling what I ain't feeling, nobody cares about my ills.
Doubting my own salvation, no line of grace I can see
Has heaven got a room, for orphans like me?
I want this passion gone, it seems I loved the wrong one.
Scared to come out, my pride is keeping me inside.
Take me away, to the place I once knew
Where you were all I dreamed, my soul was accustomed to no misery.
I wanna love life, but death seems a better friend
Man of sorrows, Please heal me with the stripes you bore.
Dear God, please help me
Or there will be no Christmas for me.
This prayer is for those who are feeling far away from God or feel a struggle within their soul. They are wanting to be free of the power of sin or feelings which they feel in their nature that does not prize Christ as their highest treasure.