Lord, I speak not in scholarly language,
But somehow, I know You wont care;
For mine is a humble petition…
Mine is the average man’s prayer.
My thoughts are, of course, not brilliant,
My wishes, You know them quite well.
There are many of me and my fellows,
So many, it’s needless to tell.
You know that I am one of those pluggers,
I go out each day and I fight;
And sometimes I’m beaten, discouraged,
And I’m very weary at night.
I bark at my wife, who is patient,
I bully my children, who cry.
I know I could be better natured,
But often, I don’t even try.
But You know how rough things are running,
How business is all in a hole,
A man’s got to sweat for his living
And struggle with body and soul.
Lord, help me face life with courage,
And bless everything that I do.
I’m dumb when it comes to this praying,
But I trust and rely on You.
Watch over the days of my dear ones---
They’re all that I have to share…….
And I wish I could make this more lofty,
But it’s only the average man’s prayer.