Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Morning Prayer

Let me to-day do something that shall take
A little sadness from the world’s vast store, 
And may I be so favoured as to make
Of joy’s too scanty sum a little more.
Let me not hurt, by any selfish deed
Or thoughtless word, the heart of foe or friend; 
Nor would I pass, unseeing, worthy need, 
Or sin by silence when I should defend.
However meagre be my worldly wealth, 
Let me give something that shall aid my kind –
A word of courage, or a thought of health, 
Dropped as I pass for troubled hearts to find.
Let me to-night look back across the span
‘Twixt dawn and dark, and to my conscience say –
Because of some good act to beast or man –
“The world is better that I lived today.”

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2. Affirm
3. Intermediary
4. Queries
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