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The Way I Pray

I knelt to pray when the day was done
and prayed, "O Lord, bless everyone.
Lift from each saddened heart the pain
and let the sick be well again."
And then I woke another day
and carelessly went on my way.
The whole day long I did not try
to wipe a tear from any eye.
I did not try to share the load
of any brother on the road.
I did not even go to see 
the sick man just next door to me.
Yet once again when the day was done
I prayed, "O Lord, bless everyone."
And as I tried the words to find
a quiet thought entered my mind; 
Pause now, and before you pray
whom have you tried to bless today?
Gods sweetest blessings always go
by hands that serve Him here below.
And then I hid my face and cried,
"Forgive me, God, I have not tried,
But let me live another day
and I’ll try to live the way I pray."


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