A New Year’s Plea.
Beautifully done,powerful words and some good advice.
Patience seems to be the answer to many problems.
There’s always tomorrow
God Bless All
Lord, let me stand in the thick of the fight,
Let me bear what I must without whining;
Grant me the wisdom to do what is right,
Though a thousand false beacons are shining.
Let me be true as the steel of a blade,
Make me bigger than skillful or clever;
Teach me to cling to my best, unafraid,
And harken to false gospels, never.
Let me be brave when the burden is great,
Faithful when wounded by sorrow;
Teach me, when troubled, with patience to wait
The better and brighter to-morrow.
Spare me from hatred and envy and shame,
Open my eyes to life’s beauty;
Let not the glitter of fortune or fame
Blind me to what is my duty.
Let me be true to myself to the end,
Let me stand to my task without whining;
Let me be right as a man, as a friend,
Though a thousand false beacons are shining.
December 28, 2023 @ 3:40 pm
Never lose hope or Faith In God.. ✝️
December 30, 2018 @ 10:43 am
THIS IS SO INSPIRATIONAL AND BEAUTIFUL…IT IS DEFINITELY A KEEPER AND THE SAME TO BE SHARED WITH OTHERS.
January 2, 2018 @ 8:53 am
such love and beauty, God gives it all
December 29, 2016 @ 10:50 pm
Such a lovely verse and haunting tune love it
January 6, 2013 @ 10:47 pm
A New Year’s Plea.
Beautifully done,powerful words and some good advice.
Patience seems to be the answer to many problems.
There’s always tomorrow
God Bless All
January 3, 2013 @ 2:06 pm
Thank you…for being here for me…because I needed you, my friend…
January 3, 2013 @ 5:41 am
With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts. Eleanor Roosevelt
January 2, 2013 @ 9:32 am
When the tears fall we are never alone…and much more if we are seeking for God…
December 28, 2011 @ 9:52 pm
A New Year’s Plea
Written Version
Lord, let me stand in the thick of the fight,
Let me bear what I must without whining;
Grant me the wisdom to do what is right,
Though a thousand false beacons are shining.
Let me be true as the steel of a blade,
Make me bigger than skillful or clever;
Teach me to cling to my best, unafraid,
And harken to false gospels, never.
Let me be brave when the burden is great,
Faithful when wounded by sorrow;
Teach me, when troubled, with patience to wait
The better and brighter to-morrow.
Spare me from hatred and envy and shame,
Open my eyes to life’s beauty;
Let not the glitter of fortune or fame
Blind me to what is my duty.
Let me be true to myself to the end,
Let me stand to my task without whining;
Let me be right as a man, as a friend,
Though a thousand false beacons are shining.
Written By: Edgar Guest