Help me to grow up good,
and show me the way I should go,
so that I may come at last to heaven
and already feel at home there.
Please hear my prayers
even when I cannot think
of the right words to say.
Are you very grand?
Are you very holy?
Am I allowed to come near?
For I am not at all grand.
I don't really understand holy.
But I feel your love all around me.
By Lois Rock
Some prayers never change.