An Intercessor
Make me an intercessor,
One who can really pray,
One of "the Lord's remembrancers"
By night as well as day.
Make me an intercessor,
Thro' whom the Spirit can plead,
For the sin and sorrow on every side
Of this world in darkness and need.
Make me an intercessor,
In spirit-touch with Thee,
And given the Heavenly vision,
Pray through to victory.
Make me an intercessor,
Teach me how to prevail,
To stand my ground and still pray on,
Though powers of hell assail.
Make me an intercessor,
Till pleading at Thy throne,
The sins and sorrows of other lives
Become as my very own.
Make me an intercessor,
Sharing Thy death and life,
In prayer claiming for others
Victory in the strife.
Make me an intercessor,
Such as Thou dost require,
Who will understand and enter
Into Thy heart's desire.
Make me an intercessor,
Willing for deeper death,
Emptied, broken, then made anew,
And filled with living breath.
Make me an intercessor,
Reveal this mighty thing,
The wondrous possibility
Of praying back my King.
Make me an intercessor,
Hidden unknown set apart,
Thought little of by those around,
But satisfying Thine heart.
--Author Unknown
