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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 16, 1903

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 80, No. 24.

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Prayer

By Trench

WHEN prayer delights thee least, then learn to say, Soul, now is greatest need that thou shouldst pray.
Crooked and warped I am, and I would fain Straighten myself by Thy right line again.
O come, warm sun, and ripen my late fruits; Pierce, genial showers, down to my parched roots.
My well is bitter; cast therein the tree, That sweet henceforth its brackish waves may be.
Flowers from their stalks divided, to presently Droop, fail, and wither, in the gazer's eye.
The greenest leaf divided from its stem To speedy withering doth itself condemn.
The largest river from its fountain head Cut off, leaves soon a parched and dusty bed.
All things that live, from God their sustenance wait, And sun and moon are beggars at his gate.
All skirts extended of thy mantle hold, When angel hands from heaven are scattering gold.
— Trench.