NOW I PRAY

Right here I pray—Here in the melee of a busy day.Though I must wash and clean and fold awayWhile small hands clutch my skirts in boisterous play,Yet here I pray.

Right now I pray.It I await a more propitious day,These precious hours will all have slipped away—The very hours which need Truth's healing ray—So now I pray.

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