Hold nothing back, as you pray this Lazaroo to God:

“To the LORD I cry aloud, and he answers me from his holy hill.”
(Psalms 3:4)

You know the briefest thought that flits through my mind, Jesus.

You weigh the deepest meditation of my heart.

You detect the softest whisper that passes my lips.

But there are times

when my prayer to You
can’t be contained in a thought, a meditation or a whisper.

It builds

beginning deep within the marrow of my bones
surging up through every fiber of my being
gathering shocking force in the recesses of my lungs

until it bursts out of my mouth

in a cry
a shout
a wail
a moan
a scream.

Sometimes it’s fear.

At other times it tears out of me in

anger
shock
pain
sorrow
confusion
surprise.

But best of all is when I lift my voice to You

in praise.

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Deuteronomy 32:1; Psalms 17:6; Psalms 19:14; Psalms 39:12; Psalms 54:2; Psalms 84:8; Psalms 102:1; Matthew 9:4; Matthew 12:25; Galatians 4:27

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper