<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384606" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Christian’s New Year Prayer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou Christ of mine, Thy gracious ear low bending<br> Through these glad New Year days, <br>To catch the countless prayers to heaven ascending –<br> For e’en hard hearts do raise<br>Some secret wish for fame, or gold, or power, <br> Or freedom from all care –<br>Dear, patient Christ, who listeneth hour on hour, <br> Hear now a Christian’s prayer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let this young year, silent, walks beside me, <br> Be as a means of grace<br>To lead me up, no matter what betide me, <br> Nearer the Master’s face.<br>If it need be ere I reach the Fountain<br> Where living waters play, <br>My feet should bleed from sharp stones on the mountain, <br> Then cast them in my way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If my vain soul needs blows and bitter losses<br> To shape it for Thy crown, <br>Then bruise it, burn it, burden it with crosses, <br> With sorrows bear it down.<br>Do what Thou wilt to mould me to Thy pleasure, <br> And if I should complain, <br>Heap full of anguish yet another measure<br> Until I smile at pain.<br>Send dangers – deaths! but tell me how to dare them; <br> Enfold me in Thy care.<br>Send trials, tears! but give me strength to bear them –<br> This is a Christian’s prayer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384606" data-title="The Christian’s New Year Prayer de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="Thou Christ of mine, Thy gracious ear low bending Through these glad New Year days, To catch the countless prayers to heaven ascending – For e’en hard hearts do raise Some secret wish for fame, or gold, or power, Or freedom from all care ..."></div> </div> </div>

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