Prayer

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Jul 1, 1915

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 92, No. 32.

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Prayer

So strong is my desire, so great my need, So vast the interests pending, as I plead; So little do I know the hidden deep And outmost reach of my necessities, So subtle and so limitless. So steep The ascent to springs unfailing; and the ties That hold the spirit earthward are so strong, So all-unsearchable the sympathies That crowd and jostle in unnumbered throng.
What shall I ask for, as I bend the knee? Thy word of grace has promised full supply.
What shall I say for every clamoring want, Or deeply felt, or less than understood?
How shall I ask the Infinite to grant That which I crave, yet know not whether good Or ill it may be? how the cup refuse That seems so bitter, but may prove to be The balm of healing? Nay, I dare not choose. O Life! O Love! O Light! Infinity, I pray, I plead, give Thyself to me, And what Thou wilt beside. Thou sum of bliss In whom all fullness dwells, all power, all peace, To endless blessing Thou the open door; Give me Thyself, I ask, nor wish for more.
—Mrs. Harriet Warner Requa, in "Stones for the Temple."