singing prayers.

lately i began to pray to God in the form of singing. the words just flowed with music conjured out of my mind. definitely no perfect songs. but they do seemed to flow nice.

there has been a song kept in my heart, with just these mere words that i repeat again and again, and which reveal my cry for this fatherless young generation:

turn the hearts of Your children to You Father. turn the hearts of the children to You.
turn the hearts of the children to their fathers. turn the hearts of the fathers to them. (and You).