MY HEART'S PRAYER by E. E. L.

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 10, 1867

MY HEART'S PRAYER.

By E. E. L.

My heart was ill and pressed with want; Its fullness needs must overflow; It spoke in language weak and scant; A drop welled from its depth of woe; One drop, a feeble word of prayer,— Of fainting, trembling, weeping prayer.

It spoke again; and then it seemed A something raised its weakness up, A ray upon its darkness beamed, A sweet drop in its bitter cup: Aloud it cried in earnest prayer,— In yearning, pleading, struggling prayer.

My heart went singing on its way, Its burden grown so strangely light, God's love-smiles had lit up the day; His favor made as fair as night; It answered back in grateful prayer,— In reverent, trustful, loving prayer.

E. E. L.