Few, indeed, must be the professing Christians who are not familiar with that grand old hymn, "I Need Thee Every Hour." The writer, Annie Hawks, born over one hundred years ago and a contemporary of Mary Baker Eddy's, reflected in the tender lines of her verses the perennial yearning of humankind for spiritual vision—that awareness of God's presence and might which alone can bring real comfort and guidance to the sons of men.
I need Thee, O, I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee.
So runs the familiar refrain. And safe is the man, woman, or child who recognizes his need and humbly and understandingly petitions for spiritual light. While he appears to sojourn in the flesh, can anyone maintain that he has advanced to such an exalted state that he does not need the prayer of petition?
