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Pray as though everything depended on God. Work as though everything depended on you.
Pray as though everything depended on God. Work as though everything depended on you.
And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock,
and it shall be opened unto read more
Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock,
and it shall be opened unto you:
For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth;
and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.
Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is read more
Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
And from the prayer of Want, and plaint of Woe,
O never, never turn away their ear!
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And from the prayer of Want, and plaint of Woe,
O never, never turn away their ear!
Forlorn, in this bleak wilderness below,
Ah! what were man, should Heaven refuse to hear!
Father! no prophet's laws I seek,--
Thy laws in Nature's works appear;--
I own myself corrupt and read more
Father! no prophet's laws I seek,--
Thy laws in Nature's works appear;--
I own myself corrupt and weak,
Yet will I pray, for thou wilt hear.
Pray, n:. To ask that the laws of the universe be annulled in
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Pray, n:. To ask that the laws of the universe be annulled in
behalf of a single petitioner confessedly unworthy.
Just my vengeance complete,
The man sprang to his feet,
Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and read more
Just my vengeance complete,
The man sprang to his feet,
Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed!
So, I was afraid!
But maybe prayer is a road to rise,
A mountain path leading toward the skies
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But maybe prayer is a road to rise,
A mountain path leading toward the skies
To assist the spirit who truly tries.
But it isn't a shibboleth, creed, nor code,
It isn't a pack-horse to carry your load,
It isn't a wagon, it's only a road.
And perhaps the reward of the spirit who tries
Is not the goal, but the exercise!