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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Third-day, February 18, 1868

FromReview and Herald, Vol. XXXI, No. 10

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A PETITION.

By C. A. Ellis

Dear Saviour, low before thy throne, In humble prayer I lie; Oh! grant me my petition, Lord, And hear my rising sigh. I ask thee not for length of days, For riches, nor for fame, Nor worldly wisdom's brightest wreath, To twine around my name.
I covet not that on my brow, The brightest gems should shine, Nor gold, nor pearls, nor rich array, Should deck this frame of mine. But oh! I crave another boon, It is that all my days May in thy service be employed, Devoted to thy praise.
May righteousness, and faith, and love, And grace, my riches be; My fame and glory, that I am A servant, Lord, to thee. May my adorning be a heart Of deep humility; My clothing, richer far than gold, A robe of purity.
And, if this weary life should cease, This frame resign its breath; The anxious throbbings of this heart, Be hushed at last in death; I ask no monument to tell Where these poor ashes lie, But may my name be found in Heaven, My record be on high.
Selected for Review by C. A. ELLIS.