The Child's Prayer

O Lord, I kneel at mother's knee, And lift my trembling heart to thee. Send down thy grace, I meekly pray, To drive my evil thoughts away: Alas! even now I feel my heart, From God is learning to depart.

But Thou, even now, canst change my heart, For very good, O God, thou art; And thou can'st give me ample grace, To run aright my earthly race; Nor wander whither I must die, Far from the comfort of Thine eye.

Yes Lord! I beg thy Heavenly love, To fit me for a home above; That I may sing the anthems sweet Where pardon'd children all shall meet; And that on earth my walk may be, O God, forever nigh to Thee.