There is a bond beyond this earth
Woven through grief and care
It unites us in sacred worth
It is the bond of prayer
No mile or night its might can dim
No span its plan can still
God takes the words we lift to Him
And shapes them to his will
What hallowed ground are folded hands
What fellowship is there
Though sight alone misunderstands
It trusts the bond of prayer
…as far and wide its whispers bind
Believers, heart to heart
What peace and promises we find
Where the world has no part
Then, though this world seems dark and cold
We find sweet comfort where
Heartstrings of hope and faith enfold
Us in the bond prayer
© Janet Martin
Brothers and sisters, pray for us.
1 Thess.5:25
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