A PRAYER PERFECT.

A PRAYER PERFECT.
James Whitcomb Riley’s
272.4.

Dear Lord, kind Lord,
Gracious Lord, I pray
Thou wilt look on all I love
Tenderly to-day!
Weed their hearts of weariness,
Scatter every care
Down a wake of angel-wings
Winnowing the air.

Bring unto the sorrowing
All release from pain,
Let the lips of laughter
Overflow again.
And with all the needy
Oh, divide, I pray,
This vast treasure of content
That is mine to-day!