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Joseph's Prayer

Updated: Dec 16, 2023


Joseph Father of Jesus

How can this be,        

my heart is broken.

I thought I’d found

a bride bespoken.

But now I learn, 

she’s been untrue.

Please show me Lord,

what should I do?

 

This inner pain

is too intense.

I cannot see

how this makes sense.

 

My lineage

of Davidic Descent,

brings prophecy

I can't relent.

That my line was pure,

I do lament.

It's all perverted

now this child’s been sent.

 

This inner pain

is too intense.

I cannot see

how this makes sense.

 

She is my betrothed,

to her I'll be true.

But it's not the same

from her point of view.

How do I respond?

I haven’t got a clue.

Please show me Lord,

what am I to do?

 

This inner pain

is too intense.

I cannot see

How this makes sense.

 

In the pitch of night,

my fitful sleep

was interrupted

by a heavenly keep.

The angel’s decree

made my spirit leap.

From this plan of God

all creation reaps.

 

This inner joy

is too intense.

But I still can’t see

how this all makes sense

 

I hold the babe

within my embrace.

I look upon

his glorious face.

I'm overwhelmed

that I fill this space.

Please help me Lord;

let me run this race.

 

This inner joy

is too intense.

But I still can’t see

how this all makes sense


By angelic dream

I was clearly shown.

“Get up,” I hear,

quickly leave your home.

Journey to Egypt

you must swiftly roam,

for Herod’s search

is this land he combs.

 

This role I play

is too intense.

I beg the Lord,

help this make sense.


The burden’s huge

that I often bear.

I feel overwhelmed

that HE’s in my care.

I walk each day

through incessant prayer.

Please help me Lord

fulfill this call, I dare.

 

This role I play

is too intense.

I beg the Lord,

help this make sense.

 

To be his dad

simply seems too large.

I pray each day

for my little charge,

to keep him safe

from the enemy’s barge.

As I go lower,

let his name enlarge. 

 

This role I play

is too intense.

I beg the Lord.

help this all make sense.

 

I've sought no fame,

my life's been discreet.

I've watched him grow

in wisdom replete.

My only wish

was to wash his feet.

By fulfilling this

my life's been complete.

 

This role I played

was so intense.

I asked the Lord,

He made it all make sense.


Cynthia Dunbar, ©Dec 15, 2023



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