The Answer

Submitted By: BevRt2

When for a purpose
I had prayed and prayed and prayed
Until my words seemed worn and bare
With arduous use ,
And I had knocked and asked and
knocked and asked again ,
And all my fervor and persistence
brought no hope ,
I paused to give my weary brain a rest
And ceased my anxious human cry .
in that still moment ,
After self had tried and failed ,
There came a glorious vision of
God's power ,
And , lo , my prayer was answered in
that hour . ~ Lowell Fillmore

Author: Lowell Fillmore
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