p. 9 | BABY’S PRAYER by Will T. Hale

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 6, 1898

BABY’S PRAYER.

By Will T. Hale

IN looking backward now they come to me— The scene, the shadows, and the summer air; His little head low bowed upon my knee. As sweetly offered he his baby prayer: “B’ess papa, an’ my ma, an’ all who need, An’ make of me a dood boy, I am p’ayin’. An’ if at firs’, dear Dod, ’ou don’t sutseed, Den twy, twy again!”

I smiled—but on the smile there also went To God another simple prayer from me, Repeated now, with teardrops sadly blent, For the dear boy wherever he may be: “If he should stumble in the untried way, Still plead with Thy dear Spirit from aloft: Be patient should his feet be led astray, Not once, not once, but oft!”

—Will T. Hale.