I stumbled upon these beautiful prayers while looking for some good quotes, and wanted to share them with you. One is written by Ruth Bell Graham, and the other written by Robert J. Morgan, and they really just make you want to do nothing but strive after the Lord, and let Him touch and be a part of every area of our lives- including marriage. ;) :)
Dear God, I pray all unafraid/As girls are wont to be
I do not want a handsome man/ But make him, Lord, like Thee.
I do not need one big and strong/ nor yet so very tall,
Nor need he be some genius/ or wealthy, Lord, at all;
But let his head be high, dear God,/ and let his eye be clear,
His shoulders straight, whate'er his fate/ whate'er his earthly sphere.
And let his face have character,/ a ruggedness of soul,
And let his whole life show, dear God,/ a singleness of goal.
And when he comes/ as he will come
With quiet eyes aglow/ I'll know, dear Lord,
That he's the man / I prayed for long ago.
~Ruth Bell Graham
I do not want a handsome man/ But make him, Lord, like Thee.
I do not need one big and strong/ nor yet so very tall,
Nor need he be some genius/ or wealthy, Lord, at all;
But let his head be high, dear God,/ and let his eye be clear,
His shoulders straight, whate'er his fate/ whate'er his earthly sphere.
And let his face have character,/ a ruggedness of soul,
And let his whole life show, dear God,/ a singleness of goal.
And when he comes/ as he will come
With quiet eyes aglow/ I'll know, dear Lord,
That he's the man / I prayed for long ago.
~Ruth Bell Graham
I stumble, Lord, when I should think/ Of finding one for me.
But to Thy throne I come to claim/ That prudent wife from Thee.
She need not be a beauty, Lord, / The queen crowned at the fair;
Nor need she have a made-up face/ Beneath embellished hair.
But let her eyes contain Thy strength, / Her smile announce Thy grace;
Her body kept within Thy realm,/ Thy sheen upon her face.
Lord, give her hands that make each day/ An innovative art,
And grant her feet to always serve/ The progress of Thy heart.
She need not be a scholar, Lord,/ But warm like Thee, and wise;
And with Thy wit, Thy word prepared/ To teach and empathize.
And when the throbs of life shall come,/ The trials that we shall see,
May she both find in Thee her peace/ And be a strength to me.
So as I wait on Thee, dear Lord,/ And in Thy dictates lean
Make me to be your man, and hers/ And her to be my queen.
~Robert J. Morgan
But to Thy throne I come to claim/ That prudent wife from Thee.
She need not be a beauty, Lord, / The queen crowned at the fair;
Nor need she have a made-up face/ Beneath embellished hair.
But let her eyes contain Thy strength, / Her smile announce Thy grace;
Her body kept within Thy realm,/ Thy sheen upon her face.
Lord, give her hands that make each day/ An innovative art,
And grant her feet to always serve/ The progress of Thy heart.
She need not be a scholar, Lord,/ But warm like Thee, and wise;
And with Thy wit, Thy word prepared/ To teach and empathize.
And when the throbs of life shall come,/ The trials that we shall see,
May she both find in Thee her peace/ And be a strength to me.
So as I wait on Thee, dear Lord,/ And in Thy dictates lean
Make me to be your man, and hers/ And her to be my queen.
~Robert J. Morgan
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