Poems (Helen Jenkins)/Evening Prayer

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EVENING PRAYER.
Father! I bow with thankful heart this day
To Thee. O wilt Thou hear my prayer?
Far from the tumult of the world away,
I feel, O God, Thy presence everywhere!
The very stillness breathes Thy name,
Awakening a purer flame
Of sacred love within my inmost heart;
Bidding distrust and doubting fears depart;
Whispering, "Peace be still."
Give me, my Father, more of trusting love
In Thee, Thou ruler of all things beneath, above!
Help me to do Thy will!

Father! I ask not fleeting wealth or power,
Nor heartless worldly fame I seek;
But in the stillness of this vesper hour,
Clinging to Thee, I fain would speak
Sweet words of gratitude and praise
For Thy all-holy, wondrous ways.
Though wrapt in mystery oft they seem,
Thy. smile through every cloud doth gleam,
Lighting the darkest night.
Though all forsake, Thou art a refuge sweet,
A light to guide our weary, erring feet
To joys earth cannot blight.

I humbly ask that virtue's shielding wing
Be ever o'er my pathway spread;
That I to truth and purity may cling,
And be by wisdom's precepts led.
May envious hatred never stain
My heart; but generous love again
Waken a sympathetic tear for others' grief,
Prompting self-sacrifice to give relief
To those with want oppressed;
Thus reaping joy, contentment, love and peace,
The richest harvest of terrestrial bliss,
And Heaven's eternal rest.