Poem of the Day

from

Andrew Rykman's Prayer

If there be some weaker one,

Give me strength to help him on;

If a blinder soul there be,

Let me guide him nearer Thee.

Make my mortal dreams come true

With the work I fain would do;

Clothe with life the weak intent,

Let me be the thing I meant;

Let me find in Thy employ

Peace that dearer is than joy;

Out of self to love be led

And to heaven acclimated,

Until all things sweet and good

Seem my natural habitude.

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