Poems (Bell)/A Prayer

by Clara L. Bell

For works with similar titles, see A Prayer.

A PRAYER.

I am alone,And yet, I knowThat God is nigh;O! send Thy blessingDown, Most Holy,From on High!When troubles come.We say of prayer:"Of what avail?"Yet Thou art nearWhen woes assail.Oh, teach the way O Lord!This stubborn heart subdue.Show me Thy grace, O Lord!Teach me anew;I grope so blindly, Lord,Vet long for Thee,So often hear Thee say:"Come unto Me!"