Poem April 11, 1901 Issue

MY Prayer

BY BELLE BALLOU.

I PRAY Thee, Lord, bring to my mind
The consciousness of present Good!
Guide thou my erring steps aright!
Teach me to live more as I should.

Whate'er the months may bring to me,
I pray with earnest heart to-night
For inner strength to tread my path,
For daily guidance toward the Right.

For knowledge absolute of Thee
Since Thou Art Love, and Truth, and Mind,
'Twill mean abandonment of self,
And greater love for all mankind.

"Health is the consciousness of Good;"
Its atmosphere is Spiritual light;
It chases all the clouds away,
And brings the day, where once was night.

Oh may I learn to live the Truth!
The way is pointed out to me,
And with Thee ever at my side,
This Truth at last shall make me free.

All bitterness will then be gone,
All pride, and sense of wrong will cease,
Immortal Mind alone will reign,
And God will yield the great increase.

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