Prayer for all nations

The hour is late and I sit on my soul ruins and cry. I can not stop the tears, they are like a cold
rain în autumn falling over forgotten walls. What should I do? I crucified You once again my Lord,
with my sins and my revolt. I don't want to become a Judah, starving for prosperity, a traitor
intrested only by myself. I know that You are good and You will not consider my thoughts....but my
conscience...oh....sge won't let me live. I don’t have peace....day or night....my soul is hungry for
You and I am searching You but......I am the slave of my own desires, my own searchings that i
forgot to leave You a small door opened to sneak în.
I became a ruin în my runing to have all, to be always the first, too hurry to reach my goals that
turned me into a ruin. Now I sit and cry thinking that is to late for regrets...I don’t know how to be
happy anymore, how to laugh, to watch the sunshine. My eyes are covered with darkness, i became
a ruin abandoned even by myself. With fear I steped aside în my deepest soul cave to search....but is
nothing to discover, nothing to see, nothing to....feel sorry about.
But even though I kept one single thing from all that it have been...faith în You. Now I am
wainting for You, my tears are shouting and waits for You to come. Lonely în the dark wainting for
the Light. Come my Lord, You are my salvation. Please don’t forget me.
Build again from this ruin a small temple, aș You created it în the begining. It will last forever în
light and peace, waiting for You to come în glory like You did once în Jerusalem. Forgive me aș You
forgot Peter when he renounced at You. I am worse than that....i completly forgot You. But Your
love is endless and I hope You will resurrect me too.
Build Your temple my Lord on the ruin of my soul and I will sing to You like the birds în the
spring, like water în falls, like wind în the forest, and I will open my heart like flowers în the sun
showing their beauty.
I will love You my Lord aș the One who is and will be. Help me live în You, breath în You,
resurrect the ruin who is killing my soul.
And then I will tell all the nations how much good You’ve done to my soul. And no desease or
even death can’t touch my soul , cause în that day I will be with You în Heaven.