Prayer

In moments of life’s trial,
When sorrows crowd the soul,
A single prayer of wondrous power
From fervent lips I roll.

There dwells a force God-given
In harmony of sound;
In living words there breathes a charm
All holy and profound.

From soul, like burden, leaping,
Far off all doubting flies;
From prayers of faith with weeping
How light, how light we rise!