Ask of the Lord
Sometimes my best isn't good enough,
Sometimes I need a little more,
That's why my Father has sent me here,
To learn to ask of the Lord.
When it rains inside my head,
And the drops wet my eyes,
I think of the love that he shared with me,
On the cross, at Calvary.
I must learn to ask of the Lord,
In all that I do.
Yes, I will learn to ask of the Lord,
And all my dreams will come true.
The Wednesday Letters