Poem November 6, 1915 Issue

Answered Prayer

PEARLE M. WARREN

At morn I prayed for harmony,—
For light, for love, for purity;
And as I prayed I seemed to feel
God would His light to me reveal.

At noon, when duty bade me leave
My cherished plans, and to believe
That all my ways are in His hand,
'Twas hard to trust—to understand.

At eve, obedient to Love's call,
When night was hovering over all,
The light was shining bright on me;
My answered prayer was—Harmony.

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