Poem June 29, 1946 Issue

Prayer

A. MARTHA DAVIS

This is my prayer. I would do Thy will,
My Father, fearlessly, unshackled by
An outline of my own. Let me be still
And hear Thy voice before my words reply.

Let me have eyes to see Thy universe
Of Spirit spread before my eager gaze,
And quickened ears to hear. Let me rehearse
The wonder of Thy truth through hymns of praise.

Teach me Thy narrow way. Be Thou my guide,
That I by following may learn to lead
The way for others humbly to Thy side.
Help me to fill a waiting human need.

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