Let me do my work each day, and if the darkened hours of despair should overtake me
Let me not forget the strength that comforted me in the desolation of other times
Let me still remember the bright hours of my childhood that saw me walking along the margin of a quiet river while a light glowed within me and I promised my early God to have courage midst the tempest of the changing years
Spare me from bitterness and from the passions of unguarded moments. Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am and keep ever burning before vagrant steps the kindly light of ...