I pray the prayer the Easterners do,
May the peace of Allah abide with you;
Wherever you stay, wherever you go,
May the beautiful palms of Allah grow;
Through days of labor, and nights of rest,
The love of Good Allah make you blest;
So I touch my heart--as the Easterners do,
May the peace of Allah abide with you.
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In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
I ask not a life for the dear ones,
All radiant, as others have done,
But that read more
I ask not a life for the dear ones,
All radiant, as others have done,
But that life may have just enough shadow
To temper the glare of the sun;
I would pray God to guard them from evil,
But my prayer would bound back to myself:
Ah! a seraph may pray for a sinner,
But a sinner must pray for himself.
He prayeth well who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth well who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do:
for they think that they shall be read more
But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do:
for they think that they shall be heard for their much speaking.
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.
If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.
If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.
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.
Father of Light! great God of Heaven!
Hear'st thou the accents of despair?
Can guilt like man's read more
Father of Light! great God of Heaven!
Hear'st thou the accents of despair?
Can guilt like man's be e'er forgiven?
Can vice atone for crimes by prayer?
But maybe prayer is a road to rise,
A mountain path leading toward the skies
To assist read more
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!
