Letters and The Word

That I could write a beautiful prayer, Lord
That I could have Your ear
That You would even share Your time
Or draw me oh so near

That I could find the words to pen
That I would know the chord
But only guttural sounds emerge
I'm utterly speechless, Lord

I weep and toil in full despair 
I scream What would You have me DO
Your mercy faithful despite my prayer
I'm nothing without You