Dearest Father, LORD of All,
Please, hear this servant, as I call! As I fall in worship before Your face, grant me power, Love and grace! Grace to serve You all my days, grace to boldly keep Your ways, grace to preach Your Holy Word, obeying all that I have heard. Grant me power to do Your will, to free the captives, to heal the ill, open eyes that can not see, and ears, that have been closed to thee, will hear Your voice, turn from despair, and join You in Your joy found there.
Avenu Malkenu, my Father, my King, please grant me the grace, Your praise to sing, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, may I declare Your praise with every breath! Avenu Malkenu, My Father, My King, You alone are worthy, You Are my everything. Your Word of life, I will hold dear, hiding it in my heart I need not fear. For You Are pleased by faith in You, and if You Are for me, what can my enemy do? Though You may slay me, I'll love You still, for I was made to do Your will. And If You choose to end this life, then I'll escape the toil and strife. Your secret place, I'll dwell safely in! So live or die, I clearly win! Draw me closer, Spirit of G-d, direct the path You'd have me to trod. And I will serve You all my days, eternally I'll sing Your praise!
Just take my hand in this dark hour and guide me through it by Your power, so I'll not faint nor fall away, LORD hear Your servant as I pray. The persecution winds gain daily strength, and they will go to any length to wipe Yeshua from the earth, and those who claim His name by birth, In Spirit, or by family Tree, they hate the ones that belong to thee. So What I'm asking on this day, is that I neither faint nor sway, but that I would press boldly on, until my crown of life is won, until I've run the final race, I'm asking LORD, please grant me grace.
I do not want to falter now, I've come so far, not knowing how, except Your Spirit leading me, breaking chains to set me free. And now I owe a debt of love, to You who helped me from above. This debt of love I long to pay, so grant me grace LORD, that I may. And since You love Your people so, I know that You would have me go, and set more of the captives free, LORD let that grace abound to me. Holy Spirit fill this place, and over flow me with that Grace! I have come to seek Your face, for strength, Oh, LORD, to run my race, For I live only Your sweet grace!
And I'll give You the praise for everything, Avenu Malkenu, my Father, my King!
B'Shem Yeshua Ha'Messiach, In that glorious Name, I say "let it be so", A-Mein & A-Mein!