For how can I pray, unless you teach me?
When I presume to know the your ways,
I do nothing but show my ignorance.
So show me you will, O God,
That I might align myself with it.
And show me your desires, O Lord,
That they might become my own.
Save me from my own limited perspective.
Save me from my opinions and preferences.
Save me from my own hidden agendas.
Save me from myself.
Give me, this day, O Father,
The very words you want me to pray.
Otherwise I will just sit in silence
And wait for you.