| A PRAYER by Amy Lim |
| In the face of dire circumstance When the storms of indecision Lash upon the ramparts of a groaning will Let me be as a rock, firm and unyielding Scarred though by the season's beat, but unmoved Like the house You built upon a rock Where I must soar, keep me aground Where there are tears, let me find joy in them In others, let me dry them where there is plenty, let me share it With those who in want are pestered. Teach me discern beauty Even in vile and horrid ugliness, Joy in the most abject misfortune, To love and forgive the ones Who hate me most. Teach me to bear Thy cross taking each ensuing travail. Every scourge and every fall Uncomplaining and resigned To the power of Your omnipotent sway. Guide me to accept Your will And say from the depths of my heart Sincerely and without reserve - Thy will be done this way! 102067 |
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