Poem April 23, 1904 Issue

I Prayed, Thy Kingdom Come

JONES VERY

I prayed, Thy kingdom come! For winter long
Had held the frozen earth in fetters bound;
And wretchedness and misery, war and wrong,
Age after age, did in the world abound.
I prayed, Thy kingdom come! And lo! the spring
Came with its warmth and joy to glad the earth.
New Hope the sight did to my spirit bring.
That Man at length should share the quickening birth.
For He who worketh thus great Nature's change
     Works in the heart His miracles of power,
Than those we see more marvelous and strange!
     Have faith in God, and wait His promised hour.
For He who doth the quickening springtime send
Will sin destroy, bring suffering to an end.

JONES VERY.

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