sometimes, its not the prayers we pray, but the prayers we hope to pray with all we are, that show us where our heart is, and where it is going.

hymn – brooke fraser

If to distant lands I scatter
If I sail to farthest seas
Would you find and firm and gather
‘Til I only dwell in Thee

If I flee from greenest pastures
Would you leave to look for me
Forfeit glory to come after
‘Til I only dwell in Thee

If my heart has one ambition
If my soul one goal to seek
This my solitary vision
‘Til I only dwell in Thee