Lord, what a change within us one short hour Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make!
What heavy burdens from our bosoms take;
What parched grounds refresh as with a shower.
We kneel—and all around us seems to lower;
We rise—and all, the distant and the near
Stands forth in sunny outline brave and clear;
We kneel: how weak!—we rise: how full of power!
Why, therefore, should we do ourselves this wrong,
Or others—that we are not always strong?
That we are ever overborne with care;
That we should ever weak or heartless be,
Anxious or troubled, while with us is prayer,
And joy, and strength, and courage, are with Thee? —Richard Trench
Craig T. Owens 
January 14, 2017 at 6:57 am
Well said.
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