At truly anytime, and equally anywhere
I can lift my voice to the Lord in prayer,
Yes, whatever the moment, or whatever the place
I boldly can come to the throne of grace;
And whether in a crowd, or completely alone
I can, to the Father, make my every need known;
For whether with spoken word, or inaudibly,
I confidently can say “Thou God hearest me.”
Whenever I need courage to face some daunting task,
I can come to the One who invites us to “Ask,”
And when I crave the strength not found in myself,
I know God will provide, according to His boundless wealth;
And should someday painful illness lay my body low
Then, closer than a brother, His friendship I know,
Where, if too weak e’en to speak, or to lift up mine eyes,
He will attend to, hear and answer my heart’s silent cries.
I may ne’er enter the palace of an earthly king,
Yet how great is my privilege, I my petitions can bring
To the royal courts of the heavenly one,
The way now made open through the blood of His Son,
And open to all, whate’er their colour, class or race,
Who approach in Christ’s merits, trusting in God’s grace,
Having come to the cross, and found so great salvation,
And trusting now for prayer answers beyond all expectation.
Where shall I go from his Spirit, or from His presence flee?
Neither to the heights of heaven, nor in the deepest sea:
Lord, you are ever present, wherever I may be,
And you know and you care intimately about me;
Yes, your all-seeing eyes are in every place,
That you may succour, strengthen and give abundant grace,
So, faithful Lord, I thank you for always being there,
My dearest friend I can call on – anytime, anywhere.
© Ian Caughey