When this old world wears me down
And the darkness comes in layers
I seek a quiet place within myself
And whisper the Lord’s prayer…

I ask for strength to face each day
More fortitude (to endure)
For humility (that I may sacrifice)
And the Holy Spirit’s cure

My foolish pride and arrogance
May sometimes scream naysayer
But when this old world wears me down
I whisper my Lord a prayer…

For protection, guidance, patience and faith
A heart that has no stones
That crooked be suddenly straight
And for heaven to be my home…

When life gets hectic and beats me down
There’s a remedy that I prefer
I don’t rant or rave or wear sad frowns
I bear my soul in whispers


  1. L on August 8, 2016 at 4:49 PM

    PL, Your line “I bear my soul in whispers” is really intriguing! I’d love to hear more about what this means to you. Beautiful poem!

  2. Susan Kelley on September 4, 2016 at 11:09 PM

    I meant to say this poem is so beautiful and it really touches my heart.

  3. Judy on September 17, 2016 at 4:20 AM

    Dear PL,
    Thank you for your beautiful words. Know that I just echoed your Lord Prayer on your behalf.
    And will remember to do that again.
    You are in my prayers.

    God Bless,

  4. Sophia on September 19, 2016 at 1:44 PM

    I can hear this as a song. I can hear the beautiful melody in my head. I’m amazed by your imagery and what you are able to convey just through your words. Thanks for writing!

  5. Sarah on September 19, 2016 at 1:47 PM

    It’s an amazing to be able to find something that fulfills you and comforts you and blesses you. Thanks for sharing your experiences through this beautiful writing. I hope to read more of your poetry. Thanks!

  6. Adrea Benedetti on September 22, 2016 at 8:03 PM

    Thank you so much for expressing your thoughts and feelings. Keep holding on to God’s unchanging hand.

  7. Rachel Waldman on October 8, 2016 at 10:48 PM

    Wow. What a touching and beautiful poem. I love the idea of turning to g-d in hope and prayer during times of despair…

  8. Andrew F on April 21, 2022 at 9:49 PM

    So I liked this poem as I was reading it and then I got to “I bear my soul in whispers,” and that line is so good I instantly forgot about everything else in it. That could be the opening or closing line in a classic novel. I also really love it because the sound of a whisper is also like the sound of a breath and in a lot of religions, Eastern and Western, the connection between a soul and breath is very, very deep. (For example in Hebrew, the word for soul is the same as the word for breath.) What an amazing line, excellent choice to end with it!

  9. eleni on February 12, 2023 at 3:14 PM

    This poem is so moving. I love how this poem speaks on what helps this author feel better and helps ground them when life gets tough, and that is religion. I find it fascinating that religion, no matter which, can bring so much peace to an individual. With a little faith, I believe anything is possible. This poem feels gentle and quiet, almost like it would need to be read in a room lit up by candles. Something about this writing just feels so calming and serene. I love the message behind this poem and I especially love the lines, “When life gets hectic and beats me down there is a remedy that I prefer. I don’t rant or rave or wear sad frowns, I bear mu soul in whispers”. What an amazing way to end the poem!

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