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A Prayer
Dear Lord each day is well begun
Around that blessed word
By which celestial wars are won,
And mercy is assured.
Bestow the power of Your hand,
Afford me strength I pray.
Enable me to rise and stand
In humble faith each day.
My hostile nature Lord subdue.
Bid storms of sin "be still".
My scornful mind O God renew.
That I may do Your will.
My lowly life I sacrifice,
And truly may it be
The deed by which I symbolize
Your grace bestowed on me. |