Poems (Coolidge)/The Gifts I Seek

by Helen Elizabeth Coolidge

THE GIFTS I SEEK

Give me, O Lord, the daily grace
 With quiet mind to serve;
A trustful heart, a loyal love,
 That I may never swerve.

Give me, O Lord, the inward peace
 That follows sweet commune,
Till outward worries cease to chafe
 A life in glad attune.

And give me, Lord, a mind that is
 From all self-seeking free;
So, all unconscious, may I draw
 Some other souls to thee.