Every night my body tires,
A good night’s sleep my one desire.
Still, restful sleep evades me,
Once more I take a knee.
To God I pray for the pain to subside,
For my tolerance to rise.
Again, a smile I wear on my face
For the pain, I show no trace.
Every day my hair covers the drain,
Every day there’s more pain.
Every day there’s more pain.
Every. Day. There’s. Pain.
Every day I read God’s Word.
His meaning to absorb.
Every day my prayers, I say.
Every day I pray.
Every. Day. I. Pray.
Every day, simple tasks confound,
Every day, words are hard found.
Every day, with pain on the increase,
I dig to find the beast.
God has instilled in me.
As I spend time with Him.
I take a knee.
These words not meant to complain,
Merely shared to explain.
As God’s Child.
I am beguiled.
Every day I strive to be more like Him.
My success, I fear, is slim.
Once again I pray.
Every day I pray.
Every. Day. I. Pray.
The pain in my head
Makes understanding hard what is read.
Every day the pain surrounds.
Every day pain brings my body down.
I pray.
Every day I pray.
Every. Day. I. Pray.

I feel the power up and down and throughout every limb,
As I pray to Him.
Won’t you please pray for me?
‘Cuz, you see, every day I pray for thee.
As you pray for me.
I pray for thee.
I. Pray. For. Thee.
I. Pray. For. Thee.