MY PETITION.
OFT when I pray that God will bless
My friends most dear,
Will make their trials something less,
Or crown their lives with happiness,
From year to year;
My friends most dear,
Will make their trials something less,
Or crown their lives with happiness,
From year to year;
Soon as my fond petitions rise,
The thought will come
That the dear Lord alone is wise,
And He ordaineth sacrifice
As life's true sum.
The thought will come
That the dear Lord alone is wise,
And He ordaineth sacrifice
As life's true sum.
Whichever way our path may lead
There looms the Cross,
No less to beckon than to plead;
The while it covers human need,
Demanding loss.
There looms the Cross,
No less to beckon than to plead;
The while it covers human need,
Demanding loss.
"If thou wilt enter life, resign
Thy life," it saith;
"A soldier of the King Divine,
The martyr's spirit should be thine,
If not his death.
Thy life," it saith;
"A soldier of the King Divine,
The martyr's spirit should be thine,
If not his death.
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