p. 12 | A Prayer by Mrs. S. E. Miller

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A Prayer.

By Mrs. S. E. Miller

Wilt Thou come to-day, my Saviour? I am longing so for Thee; There is naught to give me pleasure, But that I Thy face may see.

Cold the world, and filled with anguish, Sin and sorrow, grief and pain; Surely nothing can relieve it, None but Jesus cleanse the stain.

Thus my heart goes out in pleading For my Lord to come to-day; I am wasted, worn, and weary; Jesus, Saviour, come I pray.

I am watching, daily watching, As the Saviour bade us do; And the Spirit sweetly whispers, “I am coming soon for you.” Mrs. S. E. Miller.