My Kings Prayer

Our Father, a soldier's prayer

Country gospel hip-hop prayer song

Our Father in Heaven

I come before You just as I am

Before I speak another word

You already know what this heart has carried

You know every wound, every fear, every prayer

I could not finish, so tonight, Father

Teach me how to pray

Hallowed be Your holy name

Higher than the things I chase

Let my plans grow still before You, Lord

So Your will can take their place

I've walked through fire, dust, and thunder

I've carried memories I can't erase

But the same God who stood beside me then

Is standing with me here today

Teach me how to pray

When I don't know what to say

Teach me how to trust You, Father

Just one day at a time

Our Father, who art in Heaven

Hallowed be Your name

Your kingdom come, Your will be done

On Earth as it is in Heaven

Give us today our daily bread

Give my soul what it truly needs

Forgive me, Lord, as I forgive

And keep my heart close to Thee

I don't need tomorrow's bread today

Just enough grace for this moment

When fear starts asking what comes next

Remind me You are already there waiting

You saw the soldier underneath the armor

You heard my prayer beneath the noise

When the darkness tried to steal my peace

You called me home with the Father's voice

Forgive the things I've done in secret

And every word I wish I could take back

Wash the anger from my spirit, Lord

And guide my feet onto Your path

I've been wounded, I've been weary

I have questioned what was true

But every time this world has broken me

I have found my strength in You

Our Father who art in heaven

Hallowed be your name

Your kingdom come

Your will be done

On earth as it is in heaven

Give us today our daily bread

Give me strength when mine is gone

Forgive our debts as we forgive

And teach us how to carry on

Lead me not into temptation

When those old roads call my name

Deliver me

From evil father when the darkness fangs the flame

Guard my home and guard my daughters

Place your truth inside their hearts

Though them miles may stand between us

Nothing tears your love apart

When the enemy whispers lies

Let your voice be what we hear

When confusion clouds the pathway

Let your spirit make it clear

Make me more than just a fighter

Make me patient, make me wise

Let my daughters see their fathers

Still reflecting heaven's light

I'm a minister and soldier

But before all titles fall

I am still Your wounded child, Lord

Come in when I hear You call

Now my glory is in You, Father

When I have plenty, I will thank You

When I have little, I will still pray

When I understand, I will praise You

When I don't understand, I will trust You anyway

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