Poem by Christian Milne

A Prayer

O Thou great POWER! who deign'd to form
This feeble frame of mine,
Infusing, with my breath, a soul,
Which animates each vein!
My infant years, with watchful care,
Were kept from every ill;
Bright guardians through life's various scenes
Are my attendants still.
Accept my humble, grateful thanks,
For all Thy mercies given;
To hear my prayer, O! gracious deign
To bow Thine ear from Heaven.
Bless me with faith, that I may trust
In Thine almighty power;
Bless me with prudence, grace, and truth,
And I can ask no more.

1. Written in Early Spring, 1795
2. Song 7 (Cool evening invites--let us stray)
3. Song 1 (Now Winter is o'er, and sweet Spring is returning)
4. Advice to a Young Female
5. Song 6 (Loud beats the drum--to arms! to arms!)

Emily Dickinson A Prayer ("I meant to have but modest needs")

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