My heart and my soul,

   my arms and pockets are filled

      with the people I pray for, Lord…

You know who they are and what they need

   and don’t need me

      to speak their names…

But something’s sacred

   in saying aloud the names of those

      who’ve asked for my prayers…

Something’s holy

   in whispering to you

      what they once whispered to me…

And something’s graced

   in simply remembering

      the prayer I saw in their eyes…

My heart and my soul,

   my arms and pockets are filled

      with the people I pray for, Lord…

Hear every prayer I whisper

   for all of those who’ve asked me

      to mention their names to you…

Amen.