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!
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They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright!
They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright!
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?
Hope, he called, belief
In God,--work, worship . . . therefore let us pray!
Hope, he called, belief
In God,--work, worship . . . therefore let us pray!
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!
Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence read more
Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence of pray'r
My soul took hold on thee.
- Joseph Addison,
Pray, n:. To ask that the laws of the universe be annulled in
behalf of a single petitioner confessedly read more
Pray, n:. To ask that the laws of the universe be annulled in
behalf of a single petitioner confessedly unworthy.
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.
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.
