Bead by Bead
There’s a bead on this string for God, big and white
There’s a bead on this string for me
It’s red, my favorite color
Triangular to remind me of all my worries
The next bead is strangely colored and shaped
To show where my priorities are out of place
God, please listen, to my prayer sincere
Walk beside me, calm my fears
Bead by bead by bead I pray
To remind me every day
Who I am and whose I am
Living, part of God’s great plan
As I travel, when I grieve
Remind me of all that I believe
Hold me, God, as only you can
Safe and blessed, in the palm of your hand
The next three beads upon my string
Remind me God made everything
The sky, the land, the waters wide
All places, you’ve been by my side
Three more beads for those I love
Treasured beads remind me of
Each person special, each Your child
Each one blessed by your broad smile
Bead by bead by bead I pray
To remind me every day
Who I am and whose I am
Living, part of God’s great plan
As I travel, when I grieve
Remind me of all that I believe
Hold me, God, as only you can
Safe and blessed, in the palm of your hand
Three more beads, red ones all
Broken places, people, calls
To pray for problems, pray for hope, and
To pray for ways that we can cope
With all the hells we see each day
For all the hate, for all the ways
We hurt each other, heart and soul
Help us to help you make us whole
Bead by bead by bead I pray
To remind me every day
Who I am and whose I am
Living, part of God’s great plan
As I travel, when I grieve
Remind me of all that I believe
Hold me, God, as only you can
Safe and blessed, in the palm of your hand
The final bead, a deep, deep blue
The final step to build, renew
Our lonely marble here in space
Our planet, home of the human race
The world you’ve asked us to perfect
All lives with whom you ask us to connect
Our world, our planet, our space, our home
Each day, each place where our feet roam
Bead by bead by bead I pray
To remind me every day
Who I am and whose I am
Living, part of God’s great plan
As I travel, when I grieve
Remind me of all that I believe
Hold me, God, as only you can
Safe and blessed, in the palm of your hand
Copyright July 27, 2025. John Lage, Jr. All rights reserved.
My spiritual director, Ken Bauman, taught a class on the many types of prayer that have been used through the ages. The prayer beads I created that day prompted me to write this song. I carry them with me most of the time. They remind me of all the things mentioned here as well as my wonderful close relationship with Ken. Thanks, Ken, for all the ways you have blessed my life through these many years.
May you feel and recognize God moving in your life each and every day, especially in the form of beloved friends!
John

