A PRAYER

Walter M Brown

"And straightway the father of the child cried out,

and said with tears, Lord, I believe: help thou mine

unbelief," Mark 9: 24.

"And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things;

thou knowest that I love thee," John 21: 17.

Lord, I believe, and yet my faith how feeble!

How slow to rise to Thee and trust Thy word!

To Thee I come, to Thee who changest never—

         Grant me Thy help, O Lord!

Thou art my hope; Thy presence and Thy glory

Will chase away the darkness of the night;

And yet how oft the shadows seem to gather!

         O Lord, be Thou my light!

Thou knowest all, Thou knowest that I love Thee;

But Lord, my love's response, how weak and low!

Come, fill my heart with Thy love everlasting,

I know in part, I only see but dimly;

Soon shall I know as known, and see Thy face;

Then faith and hope will cease, but I shall praise Thee

         In love's own dwelling-place.

SUTTON

From ‘Words of Truth’ 1936