Pray the Word

Pray the Word

by Joel Howard

Over the world there's a spell

Day and night

The smell of hell

Sick are sicker

The poor meet loss

All are empty

All are lost

Confusion lingers

Thick as smog

Every face

Covered with fog

Hearts continue

Reeling in

The sadness and 

The weight of sin

What was once

A simple weight

Has become heavy

So heavy, so great

That I can't find 

A single name

A sole solution

A reputation of fame

I can't bend the rules for you

But here is what I'm going to do

Pray the Word

The Word of God

Read each verse

And turn it up

Into prayer 

Repeat to God

All His promises

Every one

Pray the Word

Recite the letters

Which make sin

And sickness better

No better word

Has e're been spoke

Has one been greater?

No, it has not

Sick be healed

Dead be woke

Warmed and healed

By fire and smoke

Which stems from 

Heaven's cure untold

Jesus' Word 

Rekindled, spoke

Just the Word

Pray the Word