A Prayer

O LORD, the hard-won miles

          Have worn my stumbling feet:

Oh, soothe me with thy smiles,

          And make my life complete.

The thorns were thick and keen

          Where'er I trembling trod;

The way was long between

          My wounded feet and God.

Where healing waters flow

          Do thou my footsteps lead.

My heart is aching so;

          Thy gracious balm I need