PRAYER OF A STRAY
God, please send me somebody who'll care!
I'm tired of running, I'm sick with despair.
My body is aching, it's so racked with pain
and dear God, I pray as I run in the rain.
That someone will love me and give me a home,
a warm cosy bed and a big, juicy bone.
My last owner tied me all day in the yard
sometimes with no water, and God that was hard!
So I chewed my leash and I ran away,
to rummage in garbage and live as a stray.
But now God I'm tired and hungry and cold.
And I'm so afraid that I'll never grow old.
They've chased me with sticks and hit me with stones.
While I run in the streets just looking for bones!
I'm not really bad God, please help if you can,
for I have become just a "victim of man!"
I'm wormy dear God and I'm riddled with fleas
and all that I want is a family to please!
If you find one for me God, I'll try to be good
and I won't chew their shoes, but I'll do as I should.
I'll love them, protect them and try to obey
when they tell me to sit, to lie down or stay!
I don't think I'll make it too long on my own
cause I'm getting so weak and I'm so all alone.
Each night I sleep in the bushes and cry,
cause I'm so afraid God that I'm going to die!
I've got so much love and devotion to give,
that I should be given a new chance to live.
So dear God please, please just answer my prayer
and send me that special someone who'll care...
is dear God, if you really are there!
(Composed by Bev Davenport, Portland, Oregon -Copyright 1986)
(Background Music - I Will Go With You)