<h2><SPAN name="page8"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>PRAYER</h2>
<p class="poetry">I do not undertake to say<br/>
That literal answers come from Heaven,<br/>
But I know this—that when I pray<br/>
A comfort, a support is given<br/>
That helps me rise o’er earthly things<br/>
As larks soar up on airy wings.</p>
<p class="poetry">In vain the wise philosopher<br/>
Points out to me my fabric’s flaws,<br/>
In vain the scientists aver<br/>
That “all things are controlled by
laws.”<br/>
My life has taught me day by day<br/>
That it availeth much to pray.</p>
<p class="poetry">I do not stop to reason out<br/>
The why and how. I do not care,<br/>
Since I know this, that when I doubt,<br/>
Life seems a blackness of despair,<br/>
The world a tomb; and when I trust,<br/>
Sweet blossoms spring up in the dust.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page9"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
9</span>Since I know in the darkest hour,<br/>
If I lift up my soul in prayer,<br/>
Some sympathetic, loving Power<br/>
Sends hope and comfort to me there.<br/>
Since balm is sent to ease my pain,<br/>
What need to argue or explain?</p>
<p class="poetry">Prayer has a sweet, refining grace,<br/>
It educates the soul and heart.<br/>
It lends a lustre to the face,<br/>
And by its elevating art<br/>
It gives the mind an inner sight<br/>
That brings it near the Infinite.</p>
<p class="poetry">From our gross selves it helps us rise<br/>
To something which we yet may be.<br/>
And so I ask not to be wise,<br/>
If thus my faith is lost to me.<br/>
Faith, that with angel’s voice and touch<br/>
Says, “Pray, for prayer availeth much.”</p>
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