WHAT can I ask of Thee, O God,
Who giveth all to me?
Life, Truth, and Love, the only Good,
Thy gift eternally!
And can I ask for less than these,
Or do I plead for more!
Have I with outstretched arms received
Of that abundant store?
Or do I ask for life to fill
My cup with pleasures vain,—
A human sense of life that leaves
The dregs of want and pain?
O Life divine! thy joys supreme
Are far removed from these,
And endeth not in discord,
For all thy ways are peace.
And when I ask for Thee to lend
Unto my darkened way,
The light of thy dear Love and Life,
I know not how to pray,
For Love and Life omnipotent
Are omnipresent, too;
And a true prayer would be to know
And prove this statement true.
