MORNING PRAYER

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Let me to-day do something that shall take

A little sadness from the world's vast store,

And may I be so favoured as to make

Of joy's too scanty sum a little more

Let me not hurt, by any selfish deed

Or thoughtless word, the heart of foe or friend;

Nor would I pass, unseeing, worthy need,

Or sin by silence when I should defend.

However meagre be my worldly wealth,

Let me give something that shall aid my. kind -

A word of courage, or a thought of health,

Dropped as I pass for troubled hearts to find.

Let me to-night look back across the span

‘ Twixt dawn and dark, and to my conscience say -

Because of some good act to beast or man -

“The world is better that I lived to-day.”