Poem June 20, 1925 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

A Prayer

ALICE JACQUELINE SHAW

Oh, lift mine eyes above the sons of men,
That they may fasten on the things of Thee;
For I am weary of the strife of kings
Which wars against Thy law unceasingly—
Kings, but whose crowns are made of worldly dust,
That crumble at Thy word and sink to naught:
Pride and the lust of power and place, which reach
And fret for what can ne'er be sold or bought.
Lift me, my God, above the thoughts of these,
That I may enter in Thy sanctuary:
And, laying down my earthly hopes and fears,
Rise, to behold Thy face eternally.

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