I do not like to hear him pray On bend«d knee about an hour For grac? ::• spend a.ight each day. Who knows hii neighbor lias no flour. I'd rather seo him go to mill And buy his luckless ne.g..tor bread, And :-ee his child.en cat tneir fill, And laugh beneath their humble shed. I do not like to hear him pray "Let blessings-on the wichw be," Who never seeks her home to say "If want o'ertakes you, come to me." I hate the prayer so loud and long That's uttet-i'd for tho oipban's weal By him who sees them crushed by wrong Aud only with the lips can feel. I do not like to hear her pray, With jewelled ears and silken dress, "Whoso -washer woman toils a.U day. And then is asked to work foe less. I do not like, r-uch soulless prayers— If wrong, I hope to be forgiven; No angel-wing them upward bears: They're lost a million miles from Heaven.
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PRAYER ART, Evening Star, Issue 15679, 18 December 1914
PRAYER ART Evening Star, Issue 15679, 18 December 1914
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