Poem February 20, 1915 Issue

I prayed for wealth:...

Frank N. Riale

I prayed for wealth:
Then what I had, all that I lost.
I prayed for fame:

It came to others, but me it mocked.
I prayed for health:
But strength grew less, and with it heart and hope.
I prayed for courage:
But cruel, heartless fate gave only fear for what I asked.
I prayed to die:
But awful answer this—a living death.
I prayed at last, Thy will alone be done:
Then heaven heard and gave me all the good
I asked before, a thousandfold;
And with it love to God and all mankind,
And deathless Life.

Rev. Frank N. Riale.

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