The Prayer of a Sick Man
Lora Hernandez
(Written for Dan Diehl, father of 3 of Lora's volleyball team-mates, who was dying of Lou Gehrig's disease. Lora also read this at his funeral.)
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
And if I die before it's light,
Please grant this prayer I pray tonight.
I pray a blessing on my kids' lives,
Please help them, Lord, through all times.
As they learn what's right and wrong,
In you I pray that they'll stay strong.
And when they have no where else to go,
When they're troubled and their heads hang low.
I pray that they'll remember you, O Lord,
And most of all, that they won't forget your Word.
In you, I pray, they will seek all things,
At night please let them dream good dreams.
Let your Word be the light unto their feet,
Let your arm be their guide up everything steep.
Let your words of wisdom lead them each day,
Let your footsteps in the sand show them the way.
And when they grow up and move away,
Please help them through life, day by day.
When they look into the sky each and every night,
Lord, let them see your shining light.
And every time they think of me,
My love to them, I pray, they'll see.
Cause now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
And if I die before it's light,
Please grant this prayer I prayed tonight.