Be Oft in Prayer by Mabel Craker

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Feb 25, 1913

Be Oft in Prayer

By Mabel Craker

By Mabel Craker

The clouds may veil the brighter sky, The sun's rays quite obscure, And friends forsake who once were near, And naught but sins allure: 'Tis then the time, dear heart, to raise Thy voice in prayer To One who never thee forsakes, But standeth near.

'Tis there thy soul draws nourishment Direct from God above. 'Tis there He showers down on thee Refreshing drafts of love. Then at this Fount be often found With reverence deep: For His dear hand with tend'rest care Thy soul will keep.

Leave thy petition with Him there; Await His wise reply. If He should answer as thou wished, Thy soul might droop and die. He'll not forget; then in His care Let thy case rest. He'll send whate'er be well for thee; He knoweth best.

Or if, perchance, thy feet may stray In paths which seem but fair, Remember Eden's lovely tree Concealed the serpent there. And Danger may with stealthy tread Thy way beset. Then to His arms flee hastily; He loves thee yet.

Stay thou near Him, affrighted one, Content whate'er betide: For nothing cometh ill to thee When thou art by His side. With tend'rest care He guardeth thee; There safely bide. His love could not be plainer shown; For thee He died.

Turk, Washington.