Poems

The day was long, the burden I
had borne seemed heavier than I could
longer bear, and then it lifted -
but I did not know someone
had knelt in prayer;
had taken me to God that very hour,
and asked the easing of the load,
and he, in infinite compassion,
had stooped down and taken it from me.
We cannot tell how often we pray
for some bewildered one, hurt and distressed,
the answer comes, but many times those hearts
find sudden peace and rest.
Someone had prayed, and faith,
a reaching hand, took hold of God,
and brought him down that day!
So many, many hearts have need of prayer:
Oh, let us pray!

Grace Noll Crowell