A Prayer

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by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

   Master of sweet and loving lore,
      Give us the open mind
   To know religion means no more,
      No less, than being kind.

   Give us the comprehensive sight
      That sees another’s need;
   And let our aim to set things right
      Prove God inspired our creed.

   Give us the soul to know our kin
      That dwell in flock and herd,
   The voice to fight man’s shameful sin
      Against the beast and bird.

   Give us a heart with love so fraught
      For all created things,
   That even our unspoken thought
      Bears healing on its wings.

   Give us religion that will cope
      With life’s colossal woes,
   And turn a radiant face of hope
      On troops of pigmy foes.

   Give us the mastery of our fate
      In thoughts so warm and white,
   They stamp upon the brows of hate
      Love’s glorious seal of light.

   Give us the strong, courageous faith
      That makes of pain a friend,
   And calls the secret word of death
      ‘Beginning,’ and not ‘end.’


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