Prayer

Lord, who on earth didst minister
To those who helpless lay
In pain and weakness, hear me now,
As unto thee I pray.

Give to mine eyes the power to see
The hidden source of ill,
Give to my hand the healing touch
The throb of pain to still.

Grant that mine ears be swift to hear
The cry of those in pain;
Give to my toungue the words that bring
Comfort and strength again.

Fill thou my heart with tenderness,
My brain with wisdom true
And when in weariness I sink,
Strengthen thou me anew.

So in thou footsteps may I tread,
Strong in thy strength alway
So may I do thy blessed work
And praise thee day by day.