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A Morning Prayer

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Jul 2, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 27.

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A Morning Prayer

By S. J. TOWNSEND

S. J. TOWNSEND
My days are like a shadow that declineth; My soul is smitten, withered like the grass.
Thy years, O Lord, no finite mind divineth; They are not measured by shadow or by glass.
O for a closer walk with thee! Alas! That mortal flesh so weak is to obey Thy Holy Spirit's promptings ere they pass.
Be thou my strength; O teach me now thy way!
Guide thou my steps where thou wouldst lead today, And lead me alway where thou wilt. Amen.
Orlando, Fla.